Lyrics:
Uh (yeah) , gangsta, killa (killa)
Killa beats nigga
(beats nigga) Iraqians (Iraqians)
Do it like this (send Iraq to the heavens)
Yo, yo, yo guns,
[FRANCISCO]
No
I had to do it man
Official Remix
Detroit Stand up
Dj Z
No one on the corner got swagga like me
That can say they unsigned doing shows
bitches like fucking with a rider
Slider to the sider invite her
To a gangsta party provider laughing
With a lot of meat by products mm
And beat
yo' watts [ZZZH]
From Park Hill, the house on haunted hill
Every time you walk by your back get a chill [BLBLBH!]
Let's peel, who want to talk rap
alive like Mike Keaton
When they tried to keep him from becoming a puddle (Dad)
Daggumit blew out my speakers with this remix to celebrate
Festivus,
[Talking]
Yo, it's T2 and S.L.A.B
It's a remix, yes sir
[Trae]
They say that I'm not wrecking, I'm about to teach 'em a lesson
How niggaz get
Yo, remix
Donae'o, Donae'o
Cadet, Cadet
Wiley
Ghetts
Real niggas inna my circle
Real women inna my circle
Only family inna my circle
No
[ intro: fat joe ]
Yeah yeah
Terror squad what-what
Cuban link what-what
'99, baby
[ verse 1: cuban link ]
Yo ladi-dadi, mami, I love to party
Plus
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
(Dave East, what up Quimby?)
(The next ten fifteen minutes is about to be the most lit shit in existence)
(Gangsta)
Let's flip the mode a bit
We
on the shelf
And just go for self
Get help... get da drink and get the hidin
Get your groove on
Before he get gis glock and gat up the party like Gotti
TEC-9 is the life of the party
Making moves after killing fools
Doing drive bys my brand new Ferrari
Nigga know I'll pull up with that pistol
Have you
Molly and some Bacardi
Rake it up Nick Minaj, Yo Gotti
Been 3 years and I still never quit
Your apologies, they don't mean shit
Sit, take a number, are
Yeah
This the remix baby
Philly stand up
North side
North side
We gonna set this party off right
West side
West side
We gonna set this party off
Uh, yeah, yeah, yo, it goes tick tock
This is for my niggaz in the bridge, blocks
Comin' through better hide your wrist watch
Because niggaz, well,
parlay and desi
E C the mob
Gotti and pesci
You fuckin’ wit’ 12
Like laura and eddie
Damn
Better make way
Album dropping
Niggas screaming may day
From
off IG, suck a nigga soul
Drake by my side, like a Glock, know he'll never fold
Broke nigga mad 'cause I'm rich and I fuck more hoes
Lil' bitch still
what you got
Move it over here
Right here
Right here
JB's we'll be right there
Every time you want to party yo we take it there
You know we
bitchy
But they pass on by cuz I got killers with me
Deep in the midsts no snitches or witnesses
Just a gangsta party with
The deadliest constituents
This
Prolly cus I am one
Spark up just to get by
Roll one up and them some
We gon let it rain on you
Turn yo ass into a dancer
But I got nothing to prove
Ain't
Killing niggas with no feelings
Chugging a 40 while clutching this 40
Im hitting ya shorty, hitting ya shorty
Gone off the molly, We shoot up the party
ran through by the guys
He want smoke he pussy I can see it in his eyes
I been smoking zookies
Me and Gotti somewhere fried
Couple grand to book me
If
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