That's What You Get Lyrics

That's what you get tryin' to muscle me
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me
'Cuz I'm not afraid, I'm a player, I don't get played
Come runnin' that game and you might get sprayed
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me

Yeah, I been through a lot, but you don't know that
I can lose everything and bounce right back
From the punks and the thugs, to the rats and the snakes
From the shady ass girls, to the frauds and the fakes
Cross me and you're gonna suffer three-fold
You'll be diggin' ditches til you're frickin' fifty years old
I tried to be cool, tried to cut you in
But you pull that crap so you lose, I win

Do Do, Do Do, Do Do
So what does it all mean?

That's what you get tryin' to muscle me
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me
'Cuz I'm not afraid, I'm a player, I don't get played
Come runnin' that game and you might get sprayed
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me

Do Do, Do Do

And I can't understand why you still wanna race
Everything you try to do just blow up in your face
And I wonder if you get it, you should know by now
Get out of the way or get run down with a plow

That's what you get tryin' to muscle me
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me
'Cuz I'm not afraid, I'm a player, I don't get played
Come runnin' that game and you might get sprayed
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me

I know that you think you have to lie
I know that you wish that I would die
I know, but it's not happening

You pity
So what does it all mean?

So let me break it down
Spell it out for you
You're driven by fear
I'll make it more clear
All of you murderers put me here
Like Van Gogh cut off his ear
I'm the best new artist this year
Pour gasoline on my brain
You're lame, thanks for the fame

That's what you get tryin' to muscle me
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me
'Cuz I'm not afraid, I'm a player, I don't get played
Come runnin' that game and you might get sprayed
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me

That's what you get
No friends, no phones, no girls, no dough, no ride
That's what you get
No love, no peace, no gun, no slice, no pie

'Cuz I'm not afraid, I'm a player, I don't get played
Come runnin' that game and you might get sprayed
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me

That's what you get tryin' to muscle me
That's what you get tryin' to hustle me