Letra da Música Get Back (feat. Sum 41) de Ludacris

Yeah, special edition rock and roll, it's Ludacris Yeah
It's Sum 41, baby! Here's another one
Get back, get back, it's another one

(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) Why you all in my ear?
Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear
Get Back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that!
(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) I ain't playin' around
Make one false move, I'll take you down
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that!

So, so, come on, come on DON'T get swung on, swung on
It's the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding Cadillacs
Family off the streets, made my homies put the baggies back
I'm still snaggin' plaques, still action-packed,
And dope I keep it flippin' like acrobats
That's why I pack a mack, that'll crack a back
Cause on my waist, there's more heat than the Shaq-attack!
But I ain't speakin' about ballin', ballin'
Jus' thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start ballin'
We all in together now, birds of the feather now,
Jus' bought a plane so we change in the weather now
So put your brakes on, cats put your capes on,
And knock off your block, get dropped, and have your face blown
Cause I'll prove it, scratch off the music,
Like hey little stupid, don't make me loose it!

(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) Why you all in my ear?
Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear
Get Back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that!
(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) I ain't playin' around
Make one false move, I'll take you down
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that!

I came (I came), I saw (I saw), I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw)
[x4]

You see I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a jab
Caught him with an upper cut, kicked him in his ass
Sent him on his way cause I ain't for that talk,
And no trips to the county, I ain't for that walk!
We split like 2 pins at the end of a lane,
We'll knock out your spotlight and put end to your fame
Put a DTP pendant at the end of your chain,
And put the booty of a swish at the end of a flame

(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) Why you all in my ear?
Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear
Get Back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that!
(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) I ain't playin' around
Make one false move, I'll take you down
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that!

Hey, you want WHAT with me?!
I'ma tell you one time, don't FUCK with me!
Get down! Cause I ain't got nothin' to lose,
And I'm havin a bad day
Don't make me take it out on you!
[x2]

Man, cause I don't wanna do that
I wanna have a good time and enjoy my Jack
sit back and watch some women get drunk as hell,
so I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell
I know it's been a little while since I've been out the house,
Now I'm here you wanna stand around runnin' yo' mouth?
I can't hear nothing you sayin' or spittin', so what's up?
Don't you see we in the club? man shut the fuck up!

(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) Why you all in my ear?
Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear
Get Back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that!
(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) I ain't playin' around
Make one false move, I'll take you down
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that
Get back! Motherfucker you don't know me like that!

Oh, oh! We in the red light district!
What! We in the red light district!
Sum 41! We in the red light district!
Yes! And Ludacris! In the red light district!
It's the rock and roll version! Red light district!
It's the red light district!
The red light district
Yes it is, in fact
It's the red light district
I'll be done today
It started a piece, and we out
Lil' Fate, baby! What up!
Huh! It has to be cool, man
All you have to do is mix it down