Get Da Drop On Em - LL Cool J
Check it out I break a nigga down ugly like Coke up on the scale Next step throw a stack up on the third rail The undisputed I'm never ever diluted or polluted You could fuse it if ya choose it cos it's deep rooted I make ya maggot ass crawl out tha gutter For underestimatin as I'm cre atin the butter Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks when I'm droppin I'm wreckin nigga whole shit plus I make a profit Wicked with this shout, bodies are fished out I'm wreckin niggas one-by-one but then I miscount Mispronounced, how do LL bounce And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into mush Ya slippin, I'm grippin microphones real tight Then I crack up the speakers in ya Ac all night Deliver messages, the prophecy's in me His Royal Highness, you minus what you claim to be (Say what?) Chorus: Uh, I get da drop on you niggas I blow it, I make it hot for my niggas *repeat x 3* I blow em, KABOOM, but fuck sound effects Niggas was sleeping like I was off on a Star Trek Select my dialect, inspect all my cheques He claim he gettin money but L cast the cheque You sell blunt weed, Glock block, horizons Niggas in the projects find ya hypnotising You clowns know when I bring forth the heat Hardcore niggas be wearin panties, lookin sweet I'm on a journey thru the land of frontin niggas Nervous motherfuckers with tha hands on dirty triggers I lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts live I take my blade, insert it until ya guts give Execution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunch What? Drama! You can't believe how I deliver bomb shit Ya brains split, the pain hits ya little dick Chorus
Artist: LL Cool J
Title: Get Da Drop On Em