H.A.W.K. - Get That Doe Lyrics
f/ Chris Ward, Kyle, Poppy(*talking*)Yeah, this one here, is for my go gettersThis guerilla music, go get your scrilla music[Hook]This ain't the limelight, this is the street lifeIf you wanna eat right (get that doe)This for my street niggas, them never get no sleep niggasMake your ends meet nigga (get that doe)This for my thug hoes, from my lady to club hoesThat pack a snub nose (get that doe)This for my job niggas, too real to rob niggasGo 'head and mob nigga (get that doe)[Chris Ward]Scavenger, Chris Ward I was raised that wayLive in the streets, cause it pays that way (get that doe)Hand me the scale, so I can weigh that yayI be here, till the night bring back day (get that doe)The Mob is true nigga (what do you do nigga)I got dank, drank and scratch, and I rap too niggaYou know who nigga, got wholesale on hold saleThat hold sale I hold tail, so we can (get that doe)It take ends, to make endsThe block shed like snake skin, cause I (get that doe)See me conniver, stone hard survivorNot a limo driver, but I'ma (get that doe)[Hook][Kyle]Blocks I chop those, in a drop top RollsBut I chop blocks hoe, when I (get that doe)Supply the block O's, out of a butterscotch holdsBut you can buy the block whole, when you (get that doe)Like X-Fliles, I leave home running the white blocksWatching out for white cops, trying to catch me with white rocksI be between the sheets, hugging the wife *****When I can be between the streets, hugging the white blockThe price of snow, is falling like Alicia KeysWhen I release the keys, the coast guard police to ceaseDon't make me pull the heat, and proceed to run in your housePut a gun in your mouth, and go (get that doe)[Poppy]This for my niggas punching clocks, working 9 to 5Cause that's how they survive (get that doe)And this for all my chicks that stripThey work they hips, to earn they chips (get that doe)It's in my blood to get it, show your mug while interveningWith my cream, and them slugs'll hit itMove partna and hope to move mo' birds, than scarecrowsFeel me, till they kill me we gon (get that doe)Just show me where the doe at, nigga I'll put fo' atYour throwback to (get that doe)Them brick niggas sick with the hustle, and sick with the flowJust so you know, we gon (get that doe)[Hook][H.A.W.K.]This for my block niggas, them running from the cop niggasWith rocks up in they socks, trying to (get that doe)This for my go-getters, them range feet of snow niggasThat brown until your thoed niggas (get that doe)And at the home, the circles are sown, my pockets are swolledIt's fourth and goal, and a nigga on paroleI got hard like goose with it, don't adjutate the criticsI ***** back and hit it, and make you (get that doe)And if I'm fed up, I'll make the lead upWith two up in your edge up to (get that doe)My bullets will touch you, bucka buckaAnd rusha, your melicular structure (get that doe)[Hook]Get that doe - 2x
