Lyrics:
tap-ons don't even worry bout it thugsta
left em in the garbage expectin they'll find an inner city youngsta
I'm an all around hustla get paid in
when you get out of jail?)
(Jackin all cars with bumper kits)
(What you're gonna do when you get out of jail?)
(We're all goin down drinkin nasty
Drama, fuck these niggas up, DJ Drama)
Murder man these niggas must forgot
Murder man mO-motherfuckin'-3, nigga
(Shun On Da Beat) yeah
(Get 'em)
Ready for
got it)
Give it to em Queen
(The Flavor Unit)
Give it to em Queen
(I got it)
Give it to em Queen
(Latifah)
Give it to em Queen
(Dj A.D)
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowin' up our phones, phones
Drop-toppin', playin' our favorite CDs
Pullin' up to the parties
Tryna get a little bit
should take off the sweater
Rattle and knock all of your troops who goin to get this cheddar
See when we come I'm wondering how they gon' manage
Show em
turn the music up
Cause I'm about to go H.A.M.
I'm about to go H.A.M.
Okay one two three get crazy
I'm staying turnt with all of my ladies
I don't leave
to stop the madness
Yo, we in the place
(Now whut's up?)
DJ, pick up the pace
(Now whut's up?)
Gyrate, feel the bass
(Now whut's up?)
What the deal, huh?
so high
And the DJ got the club so loud
Hands up, now let ?em bounce
2 steppin? lil mama work it out
Go down, now get dirty
Go down, now get dirty
to a pond of all you little fishes
Welcome mat says, 4 hip hop only
Em has been trying to pass the torch, but you sensitive rappers can't even hold it
Its too
And this is just a mixtape
It's more of a dedication
Damn (Gangsta)
D3
And this is just a mixtape
This what y'all was waitin' for?
Damn
DJ Drama
gets popped
And all kinda dudes get dropped when they choose this plot
You just watch what I heard when the music stopped
Got this fully automatic
the kid get doe
62's jumpin' we call 'em Airgoers
Got 'em goin' fo' the 12, yeah, we got 'em fo' the low
And give two cell phones, a Nextel Metro
Keep
the kid get doe
62's jumpin' we call 'em Airgoers
Got 'em goin' fo' the 12, yeah, we got 'em fo' the low
And give two cell phones, a Nextel Metro
Keep
a groove with you
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Hey Mr. DJ keep playin' that song for me
Out on the floor in my arms, she's gotta be
Let's get it on (let's get it on)
Step right to my business, any shorty I choose
Put it all up in her dress with she shake in her shoes
Me and my man Luck Star stay thug'n 'em out
Kiss
DJ uh, walk 'em out
My wrists so cold, they thaw it out
He ain't the gang, he get escorted out
Pour it out, fuck what they talkin' bout
Boxin' gloves,
GET ON THE FLOOR (HEY THERE MR DJ)
(Written, Produced,Performed by GROOVE STATE)
Hey there Mr DJ,
Get get get get on the floor
Get get get
Tut
The Sword is golden, unfoldin a fly cut
Never sweatin small competition at all, y'all
Let em get souped up, I set up a downfall
Yo chief, I get
Yeah, ATLiens style on y'all ass
(Do or die, Aquemini)
(Killer Mike, Roc-A-Fella collaboration holla)
(Young Hov' in the place to be, Big Boi in
The money that's comin to feel like I won the Lotto
Now I'm about to put the slay on auto
Swoop down on the DJ's, Tell 'em all to quit the replays
Make 'em
*Hill*
I slap you up and make you *feel* what DeVon *feel*
You cry like Dice Clay, like Kunta Kinte I gets loose
You blowin up's a fucking dream like
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