Get It How U Live by Travis Porter Lyrics
[Verse 1: Strap]
He think he can fight
I think he a dyke
Put me on the mic and I'ma show that nigga right
You say she yo wife, I say she a stripper
You say you a thug, nigga you ain't no killer
Everything huge, rims way bigger
Why you looking peculiar, get out my way nigga
You gone need a couple rulers to count my bank nigga
An big shot out to my jeweler cause he keep me blinging my nigga
An I keep my thing lil nigga, while I'm gettting some brain my nigga
They tried to make it, make it rain, but stay in yo lane my nigga
I knew you was a lame because you tuck your chain my nigga
I'ma keep it one hundred and I'ma never change my nigga lets go
You know my team guapped up, free all my niggas locked up, (Tip! Boosie!)
I ain't your baby daddy ain't my fault that you got knocked up
Soon as I hit the radio that's when they try to pop up
I'm speeding down 285, 12 trying to clock us
Yeah, I'ma product of my motherfuckin' environment!
I only fuck with bad bitches that meet my requirements
Nine to five head doctor okay now you hired then
Lame niggas don't come around you expired pimp....
[Chorus]
You get it how you live round here (Uh Huh!)
You get it how you live round here (Uh Huh!)
You get it how you live round here, yeah them young niggas be thinking getting it in around here
[Verse 2: Quez]
Riding through east Atlanta, but I'm from Decatur
And I kick it with real niggas, don't kick it with fakers
Ask me how am I doing, nigga know that I been good
Since I was riding that burgundy regal down Glenwood
Bitch I'm about cheddar, If you about it I'm about it
To if you get it I get it, to if you want it I get it
You niggas stop playing faking, man you niggas Clay Aiken
If not why are you hating, off this money I'm making?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Ali]
You niggas some dirtbags, you niggas ain't worth shit
Come around here with all that popping will get you murked fast
These niggas ain't worth that, Lord have mercy
Booked up for months, I need to chill with my rich ass
Used to skip my first class, now I'm riding first class
I done fucked your hoe, but I can't hang because she's thirsty
Damn that bitch is dirty, I don't think she worthy
But fuck that shit we making hits nigga cause we working!
How you living 'Li? I'm living good nigga
Where you from 'Li? I'm from the hood nigga [...]
What's good nigga, and they don't know, so let's make it understood, Go!
[Chorus]
He think he can fight
I think he a dyke
Put me on the mic and I'ma show that nigga right
You say she yo wife, I say she a stripper
You say you a thug, nigga you ain't no killer
Everything huge, rims way bigger
Why you looking peculiar, get out my way nigga
You gone need a couple rulers to count my bank nigga
An big shot out to my jeweler cause he keep me blinging my nigga
An I keep my thing lil nigga, while I'm gettting some brain my nigga
They tried to make it, make it rain, but stay in yo lane my nigga
I knew you was a lame because you tuck your chain my nigga
I'ma keep it one hundred and I'ma never change my nigga lets go
You know my team guapped up, free all my niggas locked up, (Tip! Boosie!)
I ain't your baby daddy ain't my fault that you got knocked up
Soon as I hit the radio that's when they try to pop up
I'm speeding down 285, 12 trying to clock us
Yeah, I'ma product of my motherfuckin' environment!
I only fuck with bad bitches that meet my requirements
Nine to five head doctor okay now you hired then
Lame niggas don't come around you expired pimp....
[Chorus]
You get it how you live round here (Uh Huh!)
You get it how you live round here (Uh Huh!)
You get it how you live round here, yeah them young niggas be thinking getting it in around here
[Verse 2: Quez]
Riding through east Atlanta, but I'm from Decatur
And I kick it with real niggas, don't kick it with fakers
Ask me how am I doing, nigga know that I been good
Since I was riding that burgundy regal down Glenwood
Bitch I'm about cheddar, If you about it I'm about it
To if you get it I get it, to if you want it I get it
You niggas stop playing faking, man you niggas Clay Aiken
If not why are you hating, off this money I'm making?
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Ali]
You niggas some dirtbags, you niggas ain't worth shit
Come around here with all that popping will get you murked fast
These niggas ain't worth that, Lord have mercy
Booked up for months, I need to chill with my rich ass
Used to skip my first class, now I'm riding first class
I done fucked your hoe, but I can't hang because she's thirsty
Damn that bitch is dirty, I don't think she worthy
But fuck that shit we making hits nigga cause we working!
How you living 'Li? I'm living good nigga
Where you from 'Li? I'm from the hood nigga [...]
What's good nigga, and they don't know, so let's make it understood, Go!
[Chorus]