Get Down Get up - Gangstagrass

If you wanna get down, I can get on down

Or get up, I can get on up

We gettin' down, I can get on down

We gettin' up, I can get on up

Step into the world of a lyrical master

With the rhythm that’s fast and then we’re kickin' your ass

And the women in the building are moving so sexy

I wanna fake a sneeze just so they’ll bless me

Pass me the Henny, no ice, one shot

No need for keys;

this jam’s on lock

Rench and Tonez;

man, this song’s gon' pop

Don’t be surprised when it lands on top

When you want the illest you know where you need to go

The best that ever did it: the one and only Tonez

This party is the illest, I feel it in my bones

Lyrics I’m spittin' comin' straight off the dome

Oh, damn, shorty move it, uh

You say you a freak

You gon' have to prove it, hun

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Drinks, buy out the bar

Shorty with the moves like Minaj, uh

Thick enough to drive in a parking garage

Cuz hottie you are the sexiest

Look up, I need a neck to kiss

Your body possessed like the exorcist

I gotta lot of lovin' to give

Can’t help it if the pretty women lovin' the kid, truth

Step in the booth, spit rounds

Lyrics fly, never touch ground

Make weighty women fall, best pound for pound

Lookin' to crush any clown around

Tonez' world is a place where the miners are found

So many booths in the spot, man, you’d probably drown

I get love from the over- to the underground

If you wanna get down, I can get on down

Or get up, I can get on up

We gettin' down, I can get on down

We gettin' up, I can get on up

Back on the track with the lyrical jumping jacks

Spit backs like full and loaded mack attack

Blaap blaap, that’s where we’re at

Pass me the mic and I have to attack

Like a shark in the water, shots in the corridor

Like Pac when he warned y’all

Aw, you mad

You better get a grip or deal with it 'cause we bad

So come out with a verse to quench my lyrical thirst

Take advantage of the beat and spit a piddlin' verse

That’s how I do

Warned you with the beat in the studio

It’s moulin rouge, it’s two-on-two

Rench: tracks, verses;

Tonez: raps

I got speaks for ears, he got beats for years

You better get down if we come around here

Women, they feelin' it, they lovin' the kid

When I finish whippin' the mic they huggin' my ribs

Jar full of skills and they tuggin' the lid

(You wanna come home to my crib?)

What other emcee rhymes like this?

Spit flows from the top and they sound like this?

I’m a veteran better than any rapper on the list

Party ain’t a party unless Tonez on the shit

So remember who ownin' this shit

Your permission, I’ma go for them tits

Hottest track and you know it’s this, this

Tonez' world is a place where the miner’s are found

So many booths in the spot, man, you probably would drown

I get love from the over- to the underground

If you wanna get down, I can get on down

Or get up, I can get on up

We gettin' down, I can get on down

We gettin' up, I can get on up

If you wanna get down, I can get on down

Or get up, I can get on up

We gettin' down, I can get on down

We gettin' up, I can get on up