Artist: C-bo f/marvaless
Album: One life 2 Live
Song: I'm gonna get mine
Typed by: Seasideplayer@Hotmail.com

[C-bo]
I gonna get mines so break mines off
Sparate mines from yours or get broke off
I gonna get mines so break mines off
Sparate mines from yours or get broke off

Verse 1
[marvaless]
Ain't nobody that can fade me so I'm kicking up shit like a 3 80
Driving you niggas crazy see dough still don't faze me
So why I commits to kick this bear witness it's on again
Like I'm getting blowed again with the wind when I'm getting twisted
Off the killa queen shit
When I was homies that wasn't here rest in peace
Said I'll never cease to wreck cuz I ain't telling
To leave them playa hate I hear'em yelling
Ninety six back off this you wish you can never have this
Niggas from my town are talking mad mess some mad
Cuz I'm out to make my scrilla down with the 187 still rolling
With some straight killas same niggas that be talking behind my back
Be back up in my face
Trying to be get at me but I'll be strapped see
I'll be dammed if I get caught with one heat
Thought you was my homie but I put your ass to sleep

Chorus
[C-bo]
I gonna get mines so break mines off
Sparate mines from yours or get broke off
I gonna get mines so break mines off
Sparate mines from yours or get broke off

Verse 2
Bailing down the block coming through
As the 5 ohs won't be catch me chipping my phone
Trying to be the nigga down
Just like rodney king making my way but they can't see me locked
Creeping through the back streets all about my mail calling shots
Making my paper pulling licks making sure my fetti
Always staight go back and open up shop rola pager
Leaving these haters worry
When I bails trough being strapped with a gat
Cuz when your back we lion boo ya purchase G'z over see's
From the dope chines the L.U.N.I.S.I. double C
On paper chase a be on
Thrups the truck down my heat from the neck down on your baby mama
Now there's drama over sac town
Now ya'll pounds better bank roll and I break with an ak
Clocking cash up in essay see me in G roll thangs
Nigga you better miss me like a dove of crate sac
Give iting how a nigga can stack his major

Chorus
[C-bo]
I gonna get mine so break mines off
Sparate mines from yours or get broke off
I gonna get mine so break mines off
Sparate mines from yours or get broke off

Verse 3
Well it's that mad ass phycopath low I'm leaving your smoked
And taking another fence over the table that broke out
And kicking nothing but that real shit
That will rock your system and bob your head
And make your heals click
I'm giving up nothing but that gruff to make that extra buck
Giving it back to the ones in the hood that's stacking much wood
Cuz a nigga need petro I never seen a pimp pimp hoes
To the metro I'm in it to win it like big mike
I gots to have it you play me for my dough that's causing static
That's why I gotta get mines to the muthafucking fullest
And hit them like a fifty cal bullet uhh cali style
West coast flows killa cali where I go
Loco they can't stop that mad ass garden block with a phat ass dank
Blank in a rag drop ball I gonna go to the liqor store
And po po's can't fuck with the fo so fool
You gaffle I blast hoe I'm mean like joe green on the asphault
Those that play me do them in those in 380 shit looking shady

Chorus
[C-bo]
I gonna get mine so break mines off
Sparate mines from yours or get broke off
I gonna get mine so break mines off
Sparate mines from yours or get broke off

Verse 4
Pray that your punk ass got the fo fo for a gang of tapes
Ohh preachers aren't nothing but pimps anyway
Uhh trying to get a caddy but you tag teaming bet you can't
Have me the contract is full
That you came with some po' shit the homies said I should of
Had your fucking troat slit you should of been true to this
The bo'loc was new to this paying twisted blunts and sued this
And it ain't over til the fucking cobra strike back
Like a soulja and reapers at the doja joint
So take a hit for the nigga life the zig zag blunt papers fool
I gotta get mines so crack mines off separate mines from yours
Or get broke off and them other fuckers with the syndicate
It's the garden block that got me in this shit I gotta get mine