Lyrics:
Abiding to lies, deny the truth to get by
No lullaby can suffice to fill the gap in your mind
Like the moon and the stars are so far away
All these
another block
Keepin it juggalo pimpin(ah)
All of my niggaz gon get it (ah)
Half of u juggalo simpin (ah)
None of u niggaz gon get it (ah)
Im that juggalo ,
Yeah, this for all my mixshow DJ's, underground DJ's and wannabe DJ's
Who know how to get the party started, then spin it
This is an introduction,
But I know their smiles are phony
But I still pray that the Lord give 'em all the things they wanted
All the money in the world cant get the joy I'm
location Sino Grams go spend
Bout to fuck my profit up on all you bad bitches
I respect the hustle so ima help you get it
Fentanyl got my money stand n
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
On and on and on
It's Friday night and the weekend's here
I need to unwind, where's the party, Mr. D.J.
I am ready to call my friends
So we could all get down
Hook:
Get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em ,get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em
We get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get 'em ,get 'em, get 'em, get 'em, get
people who you been with
Chain snatchin’ jive ass maricon mother fuckers
Why don’t you get lost
Unh
I got em callin’ all cars to the scene of the slaughter
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
drip got her leaky,
AOL (hey hey)
Phone been busy all day
Phone been busy all day (I get it)
Phone been busy all day (Trap Trap)
AOL
Phone been busy
beatbox at a ping pong meet
Kill em with a guillotine, every single lyrical epitome givin' to murder demon's silly with it, really get ahead of myself, when
all free fo' I leave I'ma buy out the bar (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
You can order what you want it's on me I'm
Let's travel adventitious at speeds around the universe
What could you say as the earth gets further and further away
Planets as small as balls of clay
brother you could never get next ta
Flex your style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm of Cav
And crackin em up with the word of the wise
I be
light 'cause yours got dim
Then you get sparked by the lord Rakim
What's the matter G, check your battery
Go get charged up, then come battle me
You
Catch ‘em by surprise
Let’s catch ‘em by surprise!
Catch ‘em by surprise!
Let’s go! Bounce to the beat
People hands up!
Everybody in the place stand
if they ask we gon say he got asthma
Niggas talking crazy on a nigga name, but they wont at a nigga (Not at all)
It's time to get back to business
Yo
Yeah, I worked all week,
Cleaned up, clean cut and clean shaved
Get the cover off the sixty eight
Fire it up let them horses sing,
A little pretty
don to di key and turn him inna donkey.
Who dey tink dey are yes dey cyaan lure me
I am di general in di DJ army
Who dot all di I and cross all di
get it from?
If your savings were enough to never work again, what kind of work would still be part of your everyday life, if any at all?
Think of one
so how the fuck I get clapped?
Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by
It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one
That
all you bitches make a wish
How much liquor it gonna take to get it crackin' in this bitch
Look I came to get it in now why you actin' this bitch
Turn
you heard
Get 'em a Soda
Stupid dummies,
Yo shout out to Paul Marz
Cvlt shit don't know why they keep letting me in here
I was blinded by the digits,
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