Get 'Em (Dirty)
Cassidy"Get 'Em (Dirty)" is a song by Cassidy, released in 2005 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:47 long and contains 97 lines and 682 words.
Lyrics
0:00Get 'Em - Cassidy
0:04This the boy Cassidy man
0:06And I'm feeling like a red nose
0:08That we just let out the cage man
0:09I'm ready to bite one of
0:11You niggaz at any given moment
0:12GET 'EM
0:14My sh*t is the truth I get in the booth
0:15And start spitting like I'm missing a tooth
0:17You listening duke I'm gripping the coupe
0:19Lifting the roof
0:20Sip the orange juice mixed with the goose
0:21Or shots of the yak I got gats
0:23That could lift up a moose
0:25Stay with a biscuit to shoot like I'm Bishop in Juice
0:27I get more b**ches than Luke when I run the block
0:29Fiends scream "I Wanna Rock I Wanna Rock Ock"
0:32I'm right in the curb white and the herb
0:34And I got a nice price on the birds
0:36You might could get served
0:37You come with the doe I come with the blow
0:39But if you don't come with the change
0:40I'm a come with them thangs
0:42Run up on you with the gun in the dickie
0:44The collar coat hold a hundred and fifty
0:46You wanna get busy come get me I'll bury you cats
0:48Cus I wife the knife and I marry my gat
0:52Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
0:53Get 'em Cass
0:55Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
0:56Get 'em Cass
0:57Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
0:58Get 'em Cass
0:59Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
1:01Get 'em Cass
1:02A yo my flow sick I need an antihistamine
1:03Both of my wrists gleam and my fist just as mean
1:06It's blue but it's see-through like Listerine
1:08I get the cream on the strip f**king with the fiends
1:11So go and get your team
1:12And I'll get 'em all smoked like a stick
1:14A nicotine or a nick of green
1:15And I don't talk to these hoes like I'm Mr Bean
1:18I just let 'em mop me off get a Mr Clean
1:20And I might pop her off if the chick is mean
1:23I got some stories I can tell I'll sell a chick a dream
1:25I'll let her sip a little liquor let her hit the green
1:28Then I'm a unbutton her blouse
1:29And unzip her jeans
1:30And merk that a** hurt that a**
1:32Cass show you how to work that a**
1:34And I ain't with my boy Kells in the hotel no more
1:36I'm on the strip making sells fish scale galore
1:39Whore
1:39Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
1:42Get 'em Cass
1:43Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
1:44Get 'em Cass
1:45Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
1:47Get 'em Cass
1:47Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
1:49Get 'em Cass
1:50I'm still acting a fool packing a tool
1:51Went back to the dude before
1:52I was with the black and the jewels
1:54I don't feel right if I ain't strapped with the tool
1:56But give me a gat and
1:57I'm cool like the mac or the ooze
1:59And I'll clap at you dudes
2:00I ain't scrapping you dudes
2:01I'm kind of light
2:02And I ain't fighting I got ratchets to use
2:04I'll have cats like
2:04"Damn yo what happened to dude "
2:05Listen homey if I'm hungry
2:07You'll get jacked for your food
2:08I'm back on the move back on the grind
2:10I'm a natural born hustler I just happened to rhyme
2:13Who would of ever thought I'll be the cat to get signed
2:15But life hard to predict the sh*t happen sometimes
2:17Cats jacking my lines taking my style
2:20But there ain't no perpetrators aloud
2:22If you die then you can't testify when I take it to trial
2:25You can hate it I just take it and smile
2:27Motherf**ker
2:28Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
2:30Get 'em Cass
2:30Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
2:32Get 'em Cass
2:33Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
2:35Get 'em Cass
2:36Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em
2:37Sick 'em
2:40Get 'em Cass
2:43Get 'em Cass
2:45Get 'em Cass
2:47Sick 'em
Get 'Em - Cassidy This the boy Cassidy man And I'm feeling like a red nose That we just let out the cage man I'm ready to bite one of You niggaz at any given moment GET 'EM My sh*t is the truth I get in the booth And start spitting like I'm missing a tooth You listening duke I'm gripping the coupe Lifting the roof Sip the orange juice mixed with the goose Or shots of the yak I got gats That could lift up a moose Stay with a biscuit to shoot like I'm Bishop in Juice I get more b**ches than Luke when I run the block Fiends scream "I Wanna Rock I Wanna Rock Ock" I'm right in the curb white and the herb And I got a nice price on the birds You might could get served You come with the doe I come with the blow But if you don't come with the change I'm a come with them thangs Run up on you with the gun in the dickie The collar coat hold a hundred and fifty You wanna get busy come get me I'll bury you cats Cus I wife the knife and I marry my gat Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass A yo my flow sick I need an antihistamine Both of my wrists gleam and my fist just as mean It's blue but it's see-through like Listerine I get the cream on the strip f**king with the fiends So go and get your team And I'll get 'em all smoked like a stick A nicotine or a nick of green And I don't talk to these hoes like I'm Mr Bean I just let 'em mop me off get a Mr Clean And I might pop her off if the chick is mean I got some stories I can tell I'll sell a chick a dream I'll let her sip a little liquor let her hit the green Then I'm a unbutton her blouse And unzip her jeans And merk that a** hurt that a** Cass show you how to work that a** And I ain't with my boy Kells in the hotel no more I'm on the strip making sells fish scale galore Whore Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass I'm still acting a fool packing a tool Went back to the dude before I was with the black and the jewels I don't feel right if I ain't strapped with the tool But give me a gat and I'm cool like the mac or the ooze And I'll clap at you dudes I ain't scrapping you dudes I'm kind of light And I ain't fighting I got ratchets to use I'll have cats like "Damn yo what happened to dude " Listen homey if I'm hungry You'll get jacked for your food I'm back on the move back on the grind I'm a natural born hustler I just happened to rhyme Who would of ever thought I'll be the cat to get signed But life hard to predict the sh*t happen sometimes Cats jacking my lines taking my style But there ain't no perpetrators aloud If you die then you can't testify when I take it to trial You can hate it I just take it and smile Motherf**ker Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em get 'em get 'em get 'em Sick 'em Get 'em Cass Get 'em Cass Get 'em Cass Sick 'em
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