Lyrics:
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
get attitudes
You know I'm way across the country tryna make a move
Things' are way over do, i think I'm over you
I got plenty more models comin' by
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
this ?]
[Guy1: Yo, what's up ? This is Lorenzo Patterson]
[DJ: Yo man, where you callin' from ?]
[Guy1: I'm callin' from Compton and I want to hear Eazy
[Chorus: Ca$his]
Rollin it up, (up, up) loaded as fuck/ (fuck, fuck)
Smokin it up, TNL ridin, we don’t give a fuck/ (TNL!)
Rollin it up, (up, up
gonna break her up, and tear her down, and fade her away
And then there's no telling what I'm gonna do
I'll make you pay for everything that you do
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