Lyrics:
Sleepin' silent in night, you know I got the .40 by me (buck 'em)
Keep her, keep her by my sides, so thick up on me (yeah)
Fast nights get explicit,
[Intro: DJ Paul]
Yeah!!!!, Da Mafia 6ix, 8-Ball & MJG, Yeah! M-Town Shit, DJ Paul up in dis muthafucka!
TWhy up in dis muthafucka!
J-Green up in dis
Bitch I'm wilding I'm a fool with it
I'm gone tear this bitch up you better give me fucking room with it
Trippie juicy what to do with it
We're not
bread up
It's Dean baby tell me what it do
Out the H-town still jammin screw
From sunny side, not funny side
Gotta bad bitch and she jamming too
Call
listen up to your local DJ
You better hear what he's got to say
There's not a problem that I can't fix
'Cause I can do it in the mix
And if your man
always end up crying
When I do it feels like dying
Please know that I'm not lying
Dark thoughts introduced by perceived intention
Conclusions drawn
health care? Ha! We're not infected
Says the government as they sit up on their high seat
There's a new generation but the prior runs the nation?
I don't
truth
So now I'm saying screw you
So now I'm saying, so now I'm saying
I hate everything you do
No I'm not playing, no I'm not playing
So now I'm saying
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
Truth
On Restless
Listening to DJ screw spin
Z-Ro The crooked
On my musical tool list
It was the coolest
Ridin' around
Listen to Pac and snoop doggs
the room
Only my brothers in the booth
Don't share the same mothers
But you don't know what we been through
Popping pills sippin to DJ Screw
Talking about
better hear what he's got to say
There's not a problem that I can't fix
'Cause I can do it in the mix
And if your man gives you trouble
Just you move out
a yolk
I'll cut your throat
I'll cut it short
No one ever getting near
Latifah's had it up to here
[Chorus: x3]
Give it to em Queen
(Yeah Yeah
was up, he was puttin' his grand
On top of mine, that's fine, he can do what he want
Took me to meet him, the plug chose the restaurant
The plug
do
We can talk about your moon
Your rising, sun, and how they all effect your mood
Rest in peace to DJ Screw
We should take it slow, vacation in my
the door
I'll get it myself
I don't want nobody
To give me nothing
Open up the door
I'll get it myself
I'm not gonna tell
You what to do
I'm not
fools want up in my shoes
But after fucking with me
They're givin' up rap, and they're singin' the blues
Me and DJ Train dropping bombs like a P2
So
Yeah! This that '63 AMG Ghost music
This that Ace of Spade, Belair, let's toast music
Nigga let's toast to it
DJ Khaled!
We just gon' fuck up
Target practice baby only thing is I'm
Not the shooter, Im the bullet, bIAATCH!
G'd up from the feet up a-B-C D-E-F
I'm a G to the end the end
want give yuh di world
That's why everyday I'm hustling
Baby!
Wine to rass, cause yuh ass get a A pass
Plus you’re the boss
Mash up any man yuh come
Chamillitary click, is the click they wanting
You know that OG Ron see, gon screw it for them
[Chamillionaire]
A lot of DJ's, didn't wanna mess with the kid
on
[Chorus]
Screwed up click, gone keep it true
Oh P-A to, that DJ Screw
We gone morne you so deep for you
And I want to say to you, without you fool
This year,I won't stall, Slim Thugga want it all
Goin solo, first cd out that nots slow-mo
here's another hit thanks to the drank and they do-do
Fa
This year,I won't stall, Slim Thugga want it all
Goin solo, first cd out that nots slow-mo
here's another hit thanks to the drank and they do-do
Fa
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