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Song title: Coolio - Can I Get Down 1x

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Verse 1, coolio, malika:
Im gettin bunions from all the disrespectful sisters in my face
I give love
But when push come to shove
Im posed to solo
Diggin me out the ditch
(hey, hey, cool, give me some chips, fool) aint that a bitch
Aint no cash just fallin out the sky
You hella high
But why why did she touch the tie?
But I start on full wit a gangsta limp
Morris couldnt see this pimp
Im backslappin gimps
True, Ill be in the cut, but you notice me
Try to throw with me
Now you wanna roll with me, fate
Ill lead you left instead of right
Tonights the night
So, lets get the situation tight
I hear em tryin to playa hate me on the under
My momma said, never let a sucker take you asunder
Dont be gettin outta line where it concerns mine
It might be your time, but its my rhyme

Chorus, coolio, malika:

Can I get down one time to make the people say yeah
And nobody wont care?
Can I get down one time without
All the criticism and media in my business?
Can I get down one time and release my rhyme
And speak my mind?
Can I get down one time?
Can I get down one time?

Verse 2, malika:

I take my picture with a smile like jack
Cause Im back
You picturin all them chips in stack
I got love, though, dont be no stank hoe
Im not fallin for the gank, yo
God I thank, though
Enemies its your decision
The gift I been givin
Got you in the life Im livin
Watch your sane, sane like marley mike
Your game aint right
You be slippin every night
Im hoverin up in the nest with the claws out
Cause he had his paws out
When he paused out
Hes out, now its in with the new
In with the two
You know how these thieves do

Chorus

Verse 3, malika, coolio:

I cant do what I want, or how I wanna
This shit is drama
So what is it you want, huh?
We tryin to make it to the tizzy
Ill be a hella busy bee
The gizzy
Through the frizzy, is we
Tryin to have somethin
We goin off frontin
Cause nothin leaves nothin
And nothin means we head bumpin
Pumpin, no punk can hit this, my stable
Twistin me a fable
Somethin sweet like sable

You shoulda reached out and grabbed it and got his pay nice
Jealousy got him dropped, with his neck sliced
Liquor be revelain
The homies true feelins
So, I be willin
To turn into a villian
Then if youre still with me
You got to chill with me
Bustin lyrics with a skill when they deal with me
Never senseless
Thank you for your business
And I got more rhymes
Than l.a. times got headlines

Chorus, repeat 4x