[Intro: Bill Chill]

Do you mind if we

You and me, me, me, me, me, me we be gettin' it on?

What I wanna do, what I wanna do is be gettin' it on

All night long, long, long, long, long, long

[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac & Playa Fly]

See, I pray 'fore every meal, man, that's the way it is

Hell never had me, probably couldn't handle me, so I sit and chill

Peelin' greens off money stacks, showin' love where love is at

Different strokes for different folks, thy anna' keep these devils back

Keep my head above my shoulder, wiser as I'm gettin' older

Pay attention, sit and listen, comprehend, don't make me fold ya

Lay back like that Mack, but I'm G-Blac, Lil' Mon done told ya, fools

(Keep Blac down when players jackin', you don't wanna test his cool)

T. Wright, ain't no stoppin' us, we risin', lurkin' plenty people

When you switch from good to bad, your good, it brings you lots of people

Sippin' on some Crooked I., dodgin' all you player haters

Brother Bill, he know the deal, 'cause boy, it gon' get greater later

Alligators breachin' surface, gotta keep 'em underwater

On my hands and knees, I'm prayin', "Please, help us make it, Father"

Deal with us today, 'cause yesterday, is we dead and gone

Thou shalt not fake it once he make it, until then, we be gettin' it on

[Chorus: Bill Chill]

All night long

Ain't nothin' wrong if we be gettin' it on

Good feelings comin' through

The way I feel when I'm with you

And we be gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it on

[Verse 2: Playa Fly]

Risin' with the early sun, now my day has just begun

Ganja on my shoulder as I'm makin' sure I'd take the gun

Today is the first day of the rest of my life

I'm thinkin' 'bout my family and wonderin' will we be alright

Strollin' through the cuts as I aim for the wall of fame

'94 was on to me, but know it'll never be the same

Mane, it gets so greater later even for you player haters

Always for the innovators, sometimes for you desecrators

Ibn lives a players life, havin' dreams of much in sight

Have a game to campaign? What you got up for tonight?

Winin', dinin', feelin' fine and claimin' clouds of number nine

And hella killer's what I'm talkin' 'bout, Mountain Funk I might be climbin'

Now you see me smilin', lookin' wild and got a loced out face

Suckers think they close to me, deep inside I feel disgrace

Playa Fly will never mention pain for attention Jone

Prayin' that I make it home, stayin' full of holy dope, gettin' it on

[Chorus: Bill Chill]

Gettin' it on

All I want to do is get it on

Wanna do it, wanna do it with you

Be gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it

Be gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it on

What I wanna do

[Verse 3: Gangsta Blac]

Now we breakin' local laws, crackin', clackin' jaws if you step to this

I'll be the teacher, you the student, same old business trick

Gankin', drinkin' ain't enough, plenty to be reachin' for

Dumpin' back from jumpin' gangsters, bumpin' what he got in store

Mastermind of wreckin' thangs, '95, is gotta change

No one else to blame, nothin' but fame, grab my pistol, mane

Anna' got you livin' scared, shakin' in your birthday suit

In and out of Georgia, through the border, still be on too

Drug-addicted jackers, what you givin' folks?

Advertised, civilized, dreamin' of this danger through these bloody eyes

Hypnotizin' hillbillies, flaugin', it ain't in me, Fly

Keep your nose up out our business, hitters kill these men who try

Break yourself, meet your death, player, I be outtie, jones

Nickel-and-dimin', late-night crimin', cut my hands up from the funk

Bill, it don't get rough enough, lovin', leavin' 'em broken bones

Al-Salaam Alaikum to my brother 'cause we be gettin' it on

[Chorus: Bill Chill]

Gettin' it on

You make me feel like gettin' it on

What I wanna do, what I wanna do, say me and you

Be gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it

Hey we be gettin' it on

[Verse 4: Playa Fly]

Livin' for the week to end, now you know it's on again

Playa lovin' Friday, this is Flyday, and I'm clockin' in

Make my way to S.P.L. just to yell up at Lil' Frog

Then we try to take it easy, but we still stay 'bout our hog

Now I chill for every thrill, only got one life to live

Don't believe in afterlife, but wonderin' where Heaven is

Still, I focus on the streets, obstacles I have to beat

Petty games like shootin' dice, a player learn not to cheat

I trial from a rival competition that I love to see

Players just supportin' me, bringin' out the best in me

And when the real ones hear me shout, then we playin' to party out

'Til some players fallin' out and endin', we don't think about and

What you callin' clout? Mane, we have that paper all so long

Don't keep Fly be doin' wrong, too much my cursin' in my songs

Yeah, this still's on, Playa gotta thank the man above

Never show enough respect, but Ibn givin' plenty love

Love to see us get together, Bill Chill, Carlos P, Slick and Tony Bone, Chante', Gangsta B, and Playa Wheez'

If we get to awaken', shakin', breakin' player haters down

Suckers make us wait, we don't play, and you know

We be gettin' it on

[Outro: Bill Chill & Playa Fly]

Gettin' it on

(Yeah, Killerz On Da Reala, ho)