Might Get Shot
Album: Weather The Storm
By: D-Voo
By: D-Voo
Duration
4:00
Genres
Description
When we're cruising in our cars or out with our friends, we are not exempt from falling prey to people who have no regard for who we are or what we stand for. All it would take is being in the wrong place at the wrong time and we could be stripped of our possessions or worse. Be aware of our company and surroundings at all times.
Lyrics
D-Voo is in the house and I freak the funk with the rhythm and the vocals that’ll beat your trunk so fill me up a glass of that Cognac with a well rolled blunt that’ll throw me back I keep myself dougie fresh from the fog to the hat plus I knock out the monkey when in doggin’ the cat So hot off the press that the paper is burning keep my eye on the corner for the scrapers that’s turning You might get the wrong impression ask what set I claim but I’m a grown ass man see I’m a vet in the game Hooked up with John Brown Mr. Texas Tea ain’t fresh like him ain’t fresh as me The international inspect the vaginal if you don’t pass it girl refer you to the Massengil Don’t get dramatic kill the drink that your tippin’ up you shouldn’t be getting down when everybody’s getting up Chorus: If you get lost with bad directions make the wrong turn at the intersection you might find yourself losing all you got don’t get too close because you might get shot (x2) I’m draped with swag turn the volume up and feel me adversaries combing the block trying to kill me I do my business all clean never filthy we ain’t got a misunderstanding about my money now really I twist the philly or the swisher up I get my head right cause’ I’ma beat this ni**ga up They don’t play when those shells take flight plus if Pac died in my whip then I died that night right Streets forever claiming watch my twelve and my six you don’t want to f**k around and get caught up in the mix Missin’ in the woodwork you’ll get dumped in the stick f**king ‘round with these hustlers that’s stackin’ they chips I can’t stress the point enough that the block is rough get you shine on or find yourself dead or in cuffs ‘Cause if the block call your bluff then you won’t come back to all my Asians Mexicans Whites and Blacks Chorus: If you get lost with bad directions make the wrong turn at the intersection you might find yourself losing all you got don’t get too close because you might get shot (x2) I you don’t get love then you might not live everybody got bills got wife and kids Got money on my mind fist thing in the morning ‘cause times get hard for a young Californian Mind is soaring for the next big lick wrap up the day at crib with a real thick chick Put the bread in the shoebox they stackin’ a grip ‘cause we got to look good when we smashin’ the whip I put the money in the pot watching it building up Everyday on my grind pockets filling up Somebody said that the recession is over tippin’ drank hittin’ dank and we’re brushing off shoulders To all my soldiers that don’t clock out moneybags under their eyes swing and knock you out We keep it pushing know the rules of the game and to you ballin’ mother f**kers I’ma tell you the same Chorus: If you get lost with bad directions make the wrong turn at the intersection you might find yourself losing all you got don’t get too close because you might get shot (x2)
