Get It Together (feat.Rick Ross)

作曲：Richard M. Wheeler

作词：Masspike MIles

Real

** radio

Boss trilly mass pike miles **

What's up ** check this out baby

Let me talk to you

I'mma tell you one so

Guessing no triller than this

Won't count money no more

We wait that **

Yeah i'mma let you in on the secret

Yeah

Now she dealing with a boss

Rocks in the ears so much more

Work in the crib you can smell it from the hip

The old is strong and the lord know i'm wrong

But convertible phantoms

Just got your boy all in the zone

Got my face in the sky embracing the die

Hooked on the cash still chasing the high

Oatmeal timberlands i'm heavy on a pedal pedal

Swerving in the ghetto

Window

In the streets so they know me to smash like miles

These hotel ** my god man

I'm addicted to the hustle

Addicted to the game

The street life ** i'm loving it

I get it i i i get it

And my beats in the hood they say yo yo he did it

I took nothing and turned it to something

Off baking bricks in the oven

I'm all about dough

I'm all about a dollar

If it don't make money then it don't make sense

And if we can get it together just holla

I'm all about a dollar i'm all about a dollar

If it don't make money then it don't make sense

Yeah we can get it together just holla

Yeah i got long dough longer than a nose

On an ego enough to keep the heat

Off me from five four i distribute from the east

Piece of the west coast

Listen to your voice

I'm like me

No got him serving out the carter from the third floor

Plus you need i get up at the front door

This big business

Best believe i'm in this

Ways deep yeah

Oh i'm all about a dollar

I'm all about a dollar

If you don't make money you don't make sense

We can get it together just holla

I'm all about you

I'm all about a dollar

Oh baby

If you don't make money then you don't make sense

And if we can get it together just holla

I know my name is buzzing in the streets

Got some haters in a lot of enemies

Plus them feds just tryna infiltrate me

But i'm smarteri'm smarter than them

You're ricky mary and it's wasted

I'll ride for you my **

And you ride for me and my my brother's keeper

Yes i am

I'm still counting last night rounds

In the jag burning grass watching ** pipe mouse

I'm thinking tower banks bank talking laurel london

Yeah yo london

Stay smoking something yeah made back float

Float ** that **

** hoes cars close

All i know both

On the run with a bad **

Stand number one getting ones

My mary jane oh i'm all about a dollar yeah yeah

If you don't make money and it don't make sense

We can get it together

Just holla i'm all about dough

I'm all about a dollar

Big faces

If we don't make money we don't make sense in here

We can get it together