LL Cool J - Get Da Drop On Em Lyrics
Check it outI break a nigga down ugly like coke, up on the scaleNext step throw a stack up on the third railThe undisputed, Im never ever diluted or pollutedYou could fuse it, if ya choose it cos its deep rootedI make ya maggot ass crawl out tha gutterFor underestimatin as Im cre-atin the butterCliques get clipped like heavy bricks when Im droppinIm wreckin nigga whole shit plus I make a profitWicked with this shout, bodies are fished outIm wreckin niggas one-by-one but then I miscountMispronounced, how do ll bounceAnd get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into mushYa slippin, Im grippin microphones real tightThen I crack up the speakers in ya ac all nightDeliver messages, the prophecys in meHis royal highness, you minus what you claim to be(say what? )Chorus:Uh, I get da drop on you niggasI blow it, I make it hot for my niggas*repeat x 3*I blow em, kaboom, but ***** sound effectsNiggas was sleeping like I was off on a star trekSelect my dialect, inspect all my chequesHe claim he gettin money but l cast the chequeYou sell blunt weed, glock block, horizonsNiggas in the projects find ya hypnotisingYou clowns know when I bring forth the heatHardcore niggas be wearin panties, lookin sweetIm on a journey thru the land of frontin niggasNervous mother*****ers with tha hands on dirty triggersI lay back, niggas beef or let my nuts liveI take my blade, insert it until ya guts giveExecution, the destroyer of ya suspect bunchWhat? drama! you cant believe how I deliver bomb shitYa brains split, the pain hits ya little dickChorusYou fallin backwards, leanin like a dope addictRope niggas claim me, packin automaticsFound his ol earths burner underneath the mattressGo outside, the ***** up just like a actressI take ya mother*****ers one-by-one and show ya how its doneAnd dick ya down in front of everyone***** niggas aint got no type of reasonTo say a bullshit rhyme in ll seasonIm freezin, ya bleedin heavily up outcha rectumBlack and blue, tryin ta hide up in the spectrumI got ya raw ass bustin straight flatHead up on the place mat, ready to waste thatOperatin incorparates stimulatin designsLay that mother*****ers shit down, nigga resignDont lose ya mind, concentratin on how I shineYou never hear a nigga like me, never in timeI blaze it quick, amaze cliques when I flipI cant believe you niggas forgot who rip shitIts 96 and niggas like to hold they dicksIm breakin shit aside ya doctors cant fixChorus***** the tricks and all them smooth singin groovesIm bringin crews, in my ring you swing and loseWith the blues light my fuse, allow meTo show ya crab ass fake niggas how it beMy techniques superb when Im pissin on these herbsCrystal clear so you can hear every word***** the goodie-goodie or your moms might hear itI gotta keep my title locked down so niggas fear itUh, I get da drop on you niggasI blow it, I make it hot for my niggas*repeat x 2*Uh, I get da drop on you niggasI blow it, I make it hot!
