Lyrics:
(wood)
But I don't recognize the busta
So I hit up the hood, wit one hand on the heater
The other in the air, Dogg Pound gangsta's yo, we don't care
I
I ain't no dolphin, f*** rhyming, I'm cripping
N****s rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-by's I ain't
could go head up, and I'll fold 'em up slow
There's a gangsta loose, callin all cars
Just left the house in some blue Allstars
Passin' by on them
we learn from Ike Turner (what)
I tried to told ya don't cross that bridge (what)
Without permission from the St. Lunatics
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Ladies
Así que rompe
Es el remix de El Bumper
Todo el mundo ya saben mi nombre
Es el Voltage, está attacando la compe
Pa que lo baila, mujeres y hombre
the rooftop I might ignite ya
[Chorus]
[4th Verse:] [Lil' Gotti Gambino, Skull Dugrey]
[Lil' Gotti Gambino]
Gotti I told ya', I'm a muthafuckin'
numbers, like mathematicians, Oh yeah, our stats high
Don't f**k with you ni***s, I stay to myself
Don't worry about bi***es, they after my wealth
I stayed
de mí? (Baby girl)
Ya no pienso lastimar mi corazón
Menos por la culpa de tu desamor
Éramos vos y yo, ahora f*ck Cupido
No soy estúpido, lo nuestro
This that East Coast motherfucker
Call me Mr. East Coast motherfucker (let me give them a friendly reminder real quick, yo)
Y'all already know that I
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
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
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
(remember?)
All this back and forth,n gotta quit (uh, yeah, uh-huh)
By the way, this is the remix (yeah)
Sweatin' me but I'm not your type
You think you
world
And I know that you really can't believe
What ya hear and ya see
Just put ya hands up and repeat after me
Get yo' money
Fuck a bitchand blow a gang
[Twista:]
Girl u remind me of my jeep and my s5
First I was on top of you now u sayin lets ride
Freakin yo body so good I give you wet thighs
When we get
the remix
I go by the name of Sacario
[Fat Joe] Yeah!
[Sacario] Angela, Joey Crack
[Fat Joe] Pick the music up man
[Angie M] Let's do it
[Sacario] We 'gon
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N****s
You know what the f*** it is
I need all the money
Run that s*** (Run it run it)
Stat (Stat)
Ha
Yo
Money dreams
Money dreams
Money dreams while I
,
it's when I f*** ya fasta,
don't really want to be like that, but I tell this b**** I be if I have to,
shut this motha f***a down, bend it backwards,
Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Barbie
Foreign
Yeah
I'm the nigga in the foreign (Vrooom)
That will take yo ass touring (Leer)
I heard all your
,
it's when I f*** ya fasta,
don't really want to be like that, but I tell this b**** I be if I have to,
shut this motha f***a down, bend it backwards,
ass, we ran right through it
You out acting like yo' shit be tight
Get some shit, fuck it off like Tamika Wright
Get the fuck out my site, I
I'm seeing body after body and our mayor Giuliani
Ain't tryin' to see no black man turn to John Gotti
My daughter use a potty so she's older now
it
I got questions
I want answers
If I throw my ones up will you be my dancer
If I call yo phone up can we meet right after
I record this song so I can
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