Come get it son, whassup little one

Yo step in the square right here to get done

Dunn come get it son, whassup little one

Come step in the square right here to get done

Dunn, come get it son, whassup little one

Yo step in the square right here to get done

Dunn, come get it son, whassup little one

Yo step in the square right here to get done



[B Stone]

After we shake hands, we're no longer friends

From the time the bell ring, until the round ends

I'm wanna move up, from amateur to pro

Golden Gloves at the Garden just to let you know

Straight from Do or Die, represent Bed-Stuy

There's no lookin back with no reason why

I should lose, in gyms I paid dues

with the counter-attack, closed fist, I'm in the combat

Stick and step, yo, ruin your rep

Watch how you step, yo, you shouldn't slept

Press your luck don't duck feel the uppercut

with the right hand sting, helpin me cut off the ring

On the ropes, knocked down for the eight count

You survived the round, this ain't the end of the bout

I'm in the corner the trainer got me pissed

Tellin me I'm gonna lose, destroy my every wish

Suck it up, it's all in my gut

It's my time to shine, I'm about to kick butt

Ding ding, I'm back in the ring

The crowd's goin wild, over my one-two swing

Left to right, then, right to left

My intent's to move strong, to show you who's best

Number one contender that's ready to rain

on ALL the competition that's tryin to bring me pain



Come get it son, whassup little one

Yo step in the square right here to get done

Dunn, come get it son, whassup little one

Yo step in the square right here to get done

Dunn, come get it son, whassup little one

Yo step in the square right here to get done

Dunn, come get it son, whassup little one

Yo step in the square right here to get done



Come get it