Gettin` it On

(Bill Chill)<br>Do you mind if we.....<br>You and me, me, me, me, me, me we be gettin` it on?<br>What I wanna do, what I wanna do is be,<br>Gettin` it on<br>All night long, long, long, long, long, long<br><br>(Gangsta Blac)<br>See I pray before every meal, man that`s the way it is<br>Hell never had me, probably couldn`t handle me, so I sit and chill<br>Peelin` greens off money stacks, showin` love where love is at<br>Different strokes for different folks, that ana keep these devils back<br>Keep my head above my shoulder, wiser as I`m gettin` older<br>Pay attention, sit and listen, comprehend, don`t make me fold ya<br>Lay back like that Mack and out, G. Blac done already told ya fools<br>Keep Blac down with playas jackin`, you don`t wanna test, it`s cool<br>T. Wright ain`t no stoppin` us, we risin` urkin` plenty people<br>When you switch from good to bad your good it brings you lotta people<br>Sippin` on some crooked I, dodgin` all you playa haters<br>Brother Bill he know the deal cuz boy it`s gone get greater later<br>Alligators reachin` surface, gotta keep `em underwater<br>On my hands and knees I`m prayin` "Please help us make it Father"<br>Do it yesterday cuz yesterday, we be dead and gone<br>Thou shalt not fake it once he make it and until then, <br>we be gettin` it on<br><br>Chorus: (Bill Chill)<br><br>All night long.....<br>Ain`t nothin` wrong if we be gettin` it on....<br>Good feelings comin` through,<br>The way I feel when I`m with you,<br>And we be gettin` it gettin` it, gettin` it on....<br><br>(Playa Fly)<br>Risin` with the early Sun, now my day has just begun<br>Ganja on my shoulder as I`m makin` sure I take a gun<br>Today is the first day, of the rest of my life<br>I`m thinkin` bout my family and wonderin` if we`ll be alright<br>Strollin` through the cuts, as I aim, through the wall of fame<br>Mane the flow is on to me but knowin` it will never be the same<br>Mane it gets no greater later, even for you playa haters<br>Always for the innovators, sometimes for you desecrators<br>Even live the Players life<br>Havin` drinks and much in sight<br>Have a game to campaign? What`cha got up for tonight?<br>Winein`, dinin`, feelin` fine and claimin` clouds of number nine<br>And hella killas what I`m talkin` bout to funk them I am climbin`<br>See me smilin`, lookin` wily, got a loced out face<br>Suckas think they close to me? Deep inside I feel disgrace<br>Playa Fly will never mention pan for attention though<br>Prayin` that I make it home<br>Stayin` full of holy dope<br>Gettin` it on<br><br>Chorus: (Bill Chill)<br><br>Gettin` It On....<br>All I want to do is get it on.....<br>Wanna do it, wanna do it with you<br>Be gettin it, gettin` it, gettin` it,<br>Be gettin` it, gettin` it, gettin` it on<br><br>(????)<br>Now we breakin` local laws<br>Crackin`, packin` jaws if you step to this<br>I be the teacher, you the student, same ol` business trick<br>Gankin`, drinkin` ain`t enough, plenty to be reachin` for<br>Dumpin` back from jumpin` gangstas bumpin` what he got in store<br>Mastermind of wreckin` things, eighty five it`s gotta change<br>No one else to blame, nothin` but fame, carry my pistols mane<br>Ana got you livin` scared, shakin` in your birthday suit<br>In and out of Georgia, through the border, still be on too<br>Drug dealin` and jackin` is what you givin` folks after time<br>Civilized, stringin` saw danger through these bloody eyes<br>Hypnotizin` hillbillies, ???? it ain`t in me Fly<br>Keep your nose up out our business, here these guineas may try<br>Break yourself, feed your death, Playa I be outta Jones<br>Nickel and dimin`, late-night crimin`, cut my hands up from the phone<br>Bill it don`t get rough enough, fluffin` leavin` broken bones<br>Al-Salaam Alaikum to my brother and we be gettin` it on<br><br>Chorus: (Bill Chill)<br><br>Gettin` It On, you make me feel like gettin` it on,<br>What I wanna do, what I wanna do, say me and you,<br>Be gettin` it, gettin` it, gettin` it, gettin` it, gettin` it,<br>Hey we be gettin` it onnnnnnnnn<br><br>(Playa Fly)<br>Livin` for the little end, now you know it`s on again<br>Playa lovin` Friday, this is Flyday and I`m clockin` in<br>Make my way to S-P-L, just a yell and then a throw<br>Then we try to take it easy, but we still stay bout our haul<br>Now I chill for every thrill, only got one life to live<br>Don`t believe in afterlife, but wonderin` where heaven is<br>Still I focus on the streets, probably cuz I have to be<br>Fetty makin` shootin` dice, a Playa learnin` not to cheat<br>I trial from a rival competition that I love to see<br>Playas just supportin` me, bringin` out the best in me<br>And when the real ones hear me shout, man we plan to party out<br>See some playas fallin` out and endin` we don`t think about it<br>What you callin` clout? Mane we holdin` paper oh so long<br>Know that Fly been doin` wrong, through my cursin` in my songs<br>Yeah it`s still wrong, Playa gotta thank the man above<br>Never show enough respect, but even givin` plenty love<br>Love to see us get together, Bill Chill, Carlos, P<br>Slick and Tony Bone, Chante`, Gangsta B. and Charlie Weeze<br>If we get to wakin`, shakin`, breakin`, layin` playas down<br>Suckas make us wait, we don`t play and you know, we be gettin` it on