J-Kwon Ft. Petey Pablo Get XXX'D (Clean) Lyrics
            Track boys!!!
            You heard the name(ohhhh)
            J-Kwon(OO
            You aint seen me in a minute
            Petey Pablo
            We're gettin x__'d man
            Ebony Eyes
            Ya'll ready?
        
            [J-Kwon]
            Imma run while gettin front
            It's cuz your gettin none
            Here the cop, they hit a nun
            It's all with a gun
            What is done is what is done
            It's all for the fun
            Somebody said they cut off they head, it's already done
            Now I'm packed wit mini straps including mini matched
            Wit a bat, my clip on, I'm bangin wit that
            Where it's at is where it's at
            Don't worry bout that
            You a soldier, where a soldier relate to that
            Now I'm marching down the ally gettin rallied
            How many m_________ers need to try, we need a tally
            Now we, bluntin the mind and then we outty
            Rowdy, they step on a bomb an blow'em outty
            Doubt me, I start shootin up your Denali
            Try Kwon, he'll give a bomb to your family
            Met your family and they start to get calm see
            But yo I'm gon' do it anyway (why)
        
            [Chorus: Ebony Eyez]
            We can take it thurr (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it thurr  (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it thurr  (We can take it )
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it thurr  (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
        
            West Coast (Get X'd)
            East Coast (Get X'd)
            Midwest (Get X'd)
            Down South (Get X'd)
        
            West Coast (Get X'd)
            East Coast (Get X'd)
            Midwest (Get X'd)
            Down South (Get X'd)
        
            [Petey Pablo]
            Come take a ride as we roll to the ghetto
            But keep your feet on the pedal
            Cuz it can get pretty extreme in the ghetto
            Triple X level, no holds bar
            We got hood cap, and luitenets, and project sergeants
            Capable of pullin your card, and bombin your car
            Grenades through your window, this is all our war
            Take the main road everywhere we go
            Everytime we roll
            And we transportin, guns stashed in truck flow
            Real talk dog, I hit real hard
            One swing knock a m_________er block
            Slam off (slam off)
            Hit him in the part where he talk from
            Now he gotta mumble
            cuz the wires in his jaw make it hard for him to tell you something
            (tell you something)
            It's sunny now but the storm comin
            Best thing for you to do is try to get prepared for it (for it)
            Find some bread, water, milk, couple cans of soup,
            and a place to go just incase you have to move
        
            [Chorus: Ebony Eyez]
            We can take it thurr (We can take it thurr)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
        
            West Coast (Get X'd)
            East Coast (Get X'd)
            Midwest (Get X'd)
            Down South (Get X'd)
        
            West Coast (Get X'd)
            East Coast (Get X'd)
            Midwest (Get X'd)
            Down South (Get X'd)
        
            Partner, when it comes to the tools
            I'm not forgiving the blues
            I'll knock another man clean out his shoes
            We get the breakin the rules
            Lets get the takin his jewels
            He still trippin turn his a__ into dog food
            Who's got he static (huh)
            Better bring the plastic (uh)
            Better automatic (punk)
            And let him have it (chump)
            I'm a savage (What?)
            Let me show you magic (bro)
            One shot of this turn your a__ saw dust
            Partner we lawless
            I'm talkin all us
            When it come to handlin business, durrty we flawless
            See these revolvers
            Thats why they call us
            The same reason the police aint never caught us
            I'm on another level
            Words from a true rebel
            I rock your a__ and I ain't talk heavy metal
            Your just a crum and me I'm a dirt devil
            Lets see what's left as soon the the smoke settle
        
            [Corus: Ebony Eyez]
            We can take it thurr (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it thurr (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it thurr (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
            We can take it thurr (We can take it)
            We can handle that (We can handle that)
        
            West Coast (Get X'd)
            East Coast (Get X'd)
            Midwest (Get X'd)
            Down South (Get X'd)
        
            West Coast (Get X'd)
            East Coast (Get X'd)
            Midwest (Get X'd)
            Down South (Get X'd)
        
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