Get 'Em Daddy - Cam'ron

[Cam'Ron]

See the problem is I ain't goin nowhere

Can shoot at me can stab at me

Take your best shot (this is the remix)

Suck a dick no homo

DipSet remix let's go

[Hell Rell]

My flow is novocaine my bars is hurricanes (Katrina)

I got hell-a cain mac in the melon range

Hop out and shells exchange

I wanna see these niggaz die die make they mom feel hell-a pain

Walk around like I got a broom in my pants

Na that's a f**kin' A-K heavy tool in my pants damn

Man these cowards better stay in they lane

And if they ain't getting the picture it ain't in the frame

VVS's stay in my chain (bling) they in my ring (There they go)

You must of wrote your will already if your sayin our names

Hell Rell Mr Ruger Ruger I'm a shooter shooter

You hung with the girls you double dutch or hoola-hooper

Hop skip and jumpin block clickin and jumpin

Glock clickin and dumpin it's the mighty

[J R Writer]

Listen I'm quite known nice chrome a cyclone niggaz

Ya sight blown Right-o my white stones glitter

Left hand bling the right one shiver

Stallion medallion a ice cold picture

The white stone flipper

That white tone nights home getting' rid of the weight like lipo mister

This psycho sicker

That ain't crackin' ya pimp you got a rat as a friend like Mike on Thriller

This ain't nothing to me a scrapper at its best

No rapper could impress man I'm crack right out the jets

You rappin indirect

But it's lookin like a movie shoot

How they sendin all these damn actors at the set

[Jim Jones]

It goes get 'em daddy (Goonies)

Soul niggaz they sick and flabby (they washed up)

Young fly rich and every nigga with me pack heat (we ballin)

Somebody snappin pictures at me (watch me)

Plus I know I got the F B I sick of me

The cash the jewels and how we buy exquisite V's

Don't get ya brains fried to a fricassee

My vest and my heater breath full of reefer

And ya boy stay fly like he was dressin for Easter

The big Pachorte Capo the heavy

Packin 4-4 court case to drop on expressway

Its DipSet Byrdgang we fly high

And chart the G-4 we get high in the sky

[Cam'Ron]

I'm Hulk Hogan Randy Savage Bob Backlund

Paul Akin ha ha who they think they car jackin

You dump and a dump I slumped and I slump

They mad my car's like an elephant the trunk in the front

See ya dude react Hud six threw me back a few they clapped

But I ate those them shits is Scooby Snacks

I ain't see stars I'm a G pa

Threw the Lam' in 6th Drove to the E R

Had to make it hot

Feel like Pac I know it's set up

Them old niggaz know I'm bout to take they spot

Ain't no A B - I O U

Y B That'll get 'em up in I C U

Like I see you at the BP shot 'em off G P

Guns from VA PA down to D C

D O A if you short up on my P C

C-74 switched 'em over to P C

Like Chuck D we the '06 P E

F**k me why I'm in the '06 G T

All about them G's B we the B G

Byrd Gang Dipset D I P see

Like KRS-One the great B D P

You wanna join the crew then you must see me flee

(Get 'em Daddy) Got 'em mommy you my Gotham Bonnie

Cause I'm Batman with the pump Johnny Johnny

(Get 'em Daddy) Honey smile don't act funny style

In one ear yeah yeah 220 thou'