D12 Lyrics

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Get The Dick Lyrics

[Hook]

 Them niggas tried to rob me

 Could get the dick

 All them bitches tried to play me

 You could my the dick

 Niggas tried to jump D

 You could get my dick

 I'm gon' bang when I see you

 So get my dick

 

 [Chorus]

 Have you ever seen a show

 With fellas on the mic

 With one minute rhymes

 That don't come out right?

 They bite

 They never right

 That's not polite

 

 [Young Zee]

 I got great skills

 And if my record sells eight mil'

 I'ma still smoke weed, get dusted

 Get drunk and take pills

 Fast gun play

 Gon' get you blast one day

 Fuckin' with Zee

 It be today motherfucker

 Look like a sitcom for no brain

 We bum a loop

 Jettin' from Roscoe Peco train

 Slip a tab and mushrooms in my coffee

 With half a forty

 Feel like the wall's moving towards me

 Ya, till I die from old age

 I'll be pulling girls up to suck my dick

 Right on stage

 So stop talking

 Get them old jellies walking

 'Fore I call Pace celly walkman

 Tell him y'all been

 Acting iffy

 And it's really starting to piss me

 And like popcorn, my niggas be here in a jiffy

 With all the mac 10's set beside me

 I gon' start wylin' and kill everybody

 

 [Hook]

 Tell your fronting ass bitch

 To get the dick

 And to you booty ass label

 To get my dick

 To you corny ass rappers

 Get my dick

 To all you motherfuckers

 Get my dick

 

 [Chorus]

 Have you ever seen a show

 With niggas on the mic

 With one minute rhymes

 That don't come out right?

 They bite

 They never right

 That's not polite

 

 [Pace Won]

 Yo, yo, yo, yo

 Pace Won, Mr. Perfect

 Take a warm shower

 Make a condo out of saw powder

 Make the sunny clips at the born hour

 I'm a wizard at this shit

 Like Jowahn Howard

 Put my gun up in the ass of crews

 And start to spray

 Time to pay massive dues

 So I take MC's that pass the rules

 And fly 'em into space like NASA do

 I'm the weed lover

 Go in deep cover

 Tricking these goofy ass hoes

 I need rubbers

 Your favorite nucka flow butter

 Niggas get mobbed

 Leave with their clothes cut up

 "When you come?" is what they asking me

 You fresh to No Limit like Master P

 I be keeping shit milky like cask and cream

 Pace Won, lace blunts, get a masking fiend

 Motherfucker

 

 [Hook]

 And to y'all fag ass cocks

 Get the dick

 To your bitches on the block

 Get the dick

 And to the fake weed spots (Fuck that)

 Get the dick

 And y'all niggas without socks

 Get the dick

 

 [Chorus]

 Have you ever seen a show

 With niggas on the mic

 With one minute rhymes

 That don't come out right?

 They bite

 They never right

 That's not polite

 

 [Azz-Iz]

 Your flow is kinda doo doo

 I'm more filthier than mic bombs

 From Newark to Honolulu

 Mowahd to cherry, raspberry

 Apple cranberry, strawberry

 Motherfucking flows extraordinary

 Your bitch ass'll get bodied and buried

 By the slick walking talking rhyming dictionary

 Give me a mob

 Let me champ one

 Steadily handsome

 Black and like temper tantrums

 Spitting like automatic handguns

 Can't run

 Your style is more garbage than Shirley Manson

 You got a platinum single, Roley, and money

 I'm bummy but I bet I can get your bitch

 To beat my dick for me

 

 [Bizarre]

 Doing drivebys in less than two minutes

 And I know one of these houses on the block

 Got your fucking family in it

 And what's the worst is

 Is y'all niggas gon' need nurses

 I collect money on your block

 Like ushers at churches

 No matter where your boys go

 Nigga I'ma get 'em

 You can ask Ponsa's Funeral Home

 How much business I be sending 'em

 You forgot bitch nigga

 I know where you stay

 Loaded AK

 Move little Johnny out the way

 Bet ya these bats

 Guarantee your ass won't be walking

 I drive '98 Suburbans

 While you push cars from the auction

 You don't wanna see Bizarre Kid get dumb

 I beat bitches' ass when I'm a in a good mood

 So imagine I'm in a bad one

 You better duck when I pull this nine

 I done shot up your block so many times

 All I see is 'For Sale' signs

 They say these cats only got nine lives

 Bizarre done took eight

 So tonight you die

 

 [Hook]

 Get the dick

 Ya ya ya

 Get the dick

 Yo Bizarre, ya, ya

 Get the dick

 All you fuckers in Detroit

 Get, get

 

 [Chorus]

 Have you ever seen a show

 With fellas on the mic

 With one minute rhymes

 That don't come out right?

 They bite

 They never right

 That's not polite

 

 [Yah Lover]

 You dummies

 The reason bitches want me to spend money

 Just to spread 'em like gin rummy

 I'm Yah Yah, holier than Roshashana

 With baby mamas that's pro-black like DeSada

 The Lover large and at peace with his god

 Behind bars

 Y'all niggas living close with the guards

 Fucking with y'all I'll always catch a charts

 See Johanas Bach

 She wanna run, tell her sarge

 Life's short, I play hard

 See your crew on the street

 Better know I won't hesitate to spray y'all

 I keep a wife for killing you

 And everybody looking like you fag

 It's a never-ending cycle

 Can't nobody come and save you when I start shit

 My letters like kryptonite to the Clark Kents

 I'll rip a crew with dust and liquor too

 Too despicable

 Toss you off the Terrazone Richaloo

 I rise like Christ

 The third night on mics

 But it ain't Easter

 It's only death when I meet ya

 

 [Hook]

 So get the dick

 Get the dick

 Bitches everywhere

 Get the dick

 All the stupid family affairs

 Get the dick

 All you O-U-T's in here

 Get the dick

 We liquid

 So get the dick

 Motherfucker ya ya ya

 Get the dick

 

 [Chorus]

 Have you ever seen a show

 With niggas on the mic

 With one minute rhymes

 That don't come out right?

 They bite

 They never right

 That's not polite