Lyrics:
Cool & Dre (This)
Black game (Is)
Terror Squad (I, I, I, I, I) the remix
Gotta say my name weezy F baby
(This is) Weezy F baby
Aka it's the remix
arthritis (let's go)
I keep bars, I keep money, I keep cookin'
I keep a car for Sade to keep lookin' (ooh)
I keep it Jers', I'm killin' em, I keep goin'
gutta baby who ain't scared to put it down for me,
See this the remix shawty ima keep the cash coming,
Don't guess who played the track and fast
in this house, it's some shooters in this house
If you wanna go to war, fuck it, nigga let's shoot it out
Walk up from my spot, see I don't have
Yeah
Let's go
One more time
Let's go
One more rhyme
Let's go, Let's go, Let's go, Let's go
Life against the ropes, yo, it's time to fight back
Yeah
Boy it's Leo in this hoe
On My Way IV
They don't know
Nah, nah, nah, yea, well Leo tell 'em
Yea, aye, let's go
Hey, boy I'm 'gon rise
No matter
to get drunk
Go go go
It's time to make a toast
Go go go
And try to make the most
Of this party
Let's get it started
Everybody grabbing life right by
If practice makes perfect, I'm J Cole's brother
Talent be my cousin, passion is my mother
Live in harmony by showin' love to one another
Spazzing
you know got the skills to go and rock a show like this?
Uh-uh, uh-uh, I don't know anybody
[Con Psy adlibs] Frontline remix, Con psy up in it, come on,
your rump
Brothers, hit it from the back and front
And let's do it, do it, do it, uh-huh
I'm a little bit of Country
I'm a little bit of Rock
on the Banjee (skrrt skrrt)
Had to park it 4 by 4 Mercedes Jeep
Wide body check (wide), wide body check (yeah)
Answer all the calls (yeah), 'cause it might be
means I'm balling
But I work every day on music it's my calling
I had to wait for my turn now I'm ready to go steady
Pop that rainbow air confetti give
Coachella, i
Got a tour comin' up, I don't
Really have time but, fuck it
I gotta figure it out
Cole Alexander adding his vocals to DEATHCAMP
Tyler recording
Yeah what, what
Back up on the remix, let me flip this
beat be hitting hard, it might just leave ‘em with slipped disk Penning every lyric, recorded
I cannot fuck wit a friend
Needa elevate
And educate these fools that ain't learn
Gotta set em straight
Big za up in pape let it burn
Go and medicate
There go Quando at the door, yeah
And, I swear, and I swear
By the corner store, that's the murder squad (yeah, yeah)
That's that third eye
I
Haters getting pissed
Chamillitary and Screwed Up Click
Head out to the crib
Stick ya fingers in the fridge
Something cold to get ya throwed
Go on fill it
peaceful
This is just part one, wait 'til the sequel (let's go) lil' bitch
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my
Steady
Talm bout trust
Needa let it go
I change my mind bout a petty hoe
Trust and believe
This bitches aint fucking wimmie
Not even when we was a seed
Two
I ain't fakin' to impress I'm a rapper who's broke (True)
Spillin' that out cause it's true, Cole said it best yeah (Yeah)
Cole said it best yeah, 702
give a fuck cause I let 'em all go
Back of the Ghost man I'm back of the Rolls
Went and hit from the back and now she back for more
Keep it Christian
I'm the only nigga doin' it
You other niggas ruined it
I'm too legit, go Hammer wit' the foolishness
My nana said my grandma can maneuver this
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em
With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in
Let it split 'em
the architect
So respect 'em
I disconnect 'em,
Soon as I inject 'em
With radiation
Put 'em by the basement
Bust his chest open
Bash his face in
Let it split 'em
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