Don't Get Gassed
Def Squad
Uh huh Check it [Verse 1]
No more long roads, my time's up
The rap game is bumper to bumper,
I take a shortcut
I do a 120 down the
Deegan Fly past the cops, they like he's speeding
I'm in a two triple zero
MB Flaunt it, til the gas tank's empty
Yo, me and
Redman take a detour
Uptown, park in front of
Branson's store
I see a couple of chickens upon the scene
I roll down the window and
I flash the greens
I got my hand upon the steering wheel, with the gangsta lean
Watch and rings, doin my thing, bling, bling
I'm out there sittin on
Lorenzo's
Attractin, two, four, five, or six hoes
Uh, girls scream my name
And the hype crazy, it wasn't me it was the fame
E Dub the rap sugar cane [Your homeboy drove up]
I give a ****** who came
I'm off the hook like 27th street between 11th and 12th
All by myself
CHORUS: Ayo, you think you holdin it down
Don't get gassed
On the real you and your mans are clowns
Don't get gassed
Ay, you think you flyer than me
Don't get gassed
I'm a legend, know somethin,
I whoop your ass
Ay, you think you hold the crown
Don't get gassed
On the real you and your mans are clowns
Don't get gassed
Ay you think you flyer than me
Don't get gassed
I'm legend, know somethin,
I whoop your ass [Verse 2]
Check it, who wanna go at it, buck for buck
I come through like ****** what, in a
Brinks truck
Blow it up like the
Spanish cat, in
Dead Presidents
Get the money, hand out gifts, in your residence >
From Snoop
Dogg, "****** Please"
King of New
York, "Christopher Walken" on
MCs I'm hard to please, excite me
Jump off the
Brooklyn Bridge
Heads first, face, thug, and live
Now that my get you a "yo duke is ill"
But that still aint got ******t to do with the skills
Uh, why you wanna go against me with no brains
When I'm a big dude, and you a buck and change
Me, I got no time for playin games
If it can't ride upon the track then switch lanes
New game, watch how
I rearrange the structure
Here's a hundred grand, keep the change you ******
I'm like the magazine, my flow is
Upscale My ******t flourish, and yours don't sale
On the other hand, you're mad to def at
SoundScan
And left wit a couple of fans
CHORUS: So what you and your man went gold
Don't get gassed
I got a couple of million sold
Don't get gassed
I bet ya next year you fold
Don't get gassed
I'm a legend, know somethin,
I whoop your ass
So what you and your man went gold
I got a couple of million sold
Don't get gassed
I bet ya next year you fold
Don't get gassed
I'm a legend, know somethin,
I whoop your ass
Yeah "Don't believe the hype"