Lyrics:
Wake up, wake up, wake up
One, two, one, two
We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
Brought to you by the world famous Wake Up Show
Broadcasting live from the left coast
The land of la la, movie stars, pimps, playas, hustlers and thirst traps
It's W Balls, the station that murders them all
(Drumma Boy)
DJ Drama, what it do my G?
It's the world nigga (DJ Drama!)
We running the summer
I swear the night is starting to feel just like
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Skrrt, that's a red flag
(Aj got them hits, boy)
It's Gucci
(Dj Meech, lil' bitch)
I can't do no show
Okay, murder what they told us, it be Murder It was murder that she Wrote, that what she
Wrote, that what they told us Okay, Swervin' in this boat,
With a voice, telling you the bullet's direction
I'm talking murder, but that's another section
I need to explain by keeping my composure
There's no
baby, on fait avec)
(REF)
amoureuse je suis d'1 DJ
lui aussi ou je me fais des idées
la nuit je vais en soirée
le rencontrer le lui avouer
pendant des
murder [C-Murder] like Master P' brother
(Yea, what's the deal baby, yea, free Ras Kass, feel me)
[Chorus: Scratched by Stoupe] (repeat 2x)
"c'mon, let
Bitch
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
Dj Drama
Uah (uah), sul polso nuovo bust down (bust down)
Cinquanta pagati in pound (fifty)
Son pronto
therapist she thinking that I'm homicidal
Cause I told her that I wanna fucking hurt somebody
Heart beating fast bout murder nigga, this that real anxiety
You
Spin on bitches more than opps
Killing niggas get you sentenced
Murder pussy then I'm gifted
I can't deal with all these women
I been solo in my
Out to the raving crew
Out to the raving
Out to the raving
Out to the raving crew
I'm not a DJ's DJ
Not an MC's MC, bar none (ay)
I am your
City, yeah, yeah
DJ EscoMoeCity
DJ Esco, OG Esco, Future
'Bout to walk through
I was standin' in the field, had to get a hot mil'
Used to post
DJ Drama, what's happening?
(Mr thanksgiving) Gansta Grillz
Gucci! Drizzy Drake and Gucci
It's Gucci! What's happening?
(I'm shivering) Burr!
DJ
Hey, young world
M-murder, fake man
Y'all know the beef from the hood, it'll never
Tell 'em DJ turn it up, turn-turn-turn it up
The bitches,
the wall you better stand tight
Full of X, AK's, whilin' in lobbys, bulletproof PJ's
Fuck around and get spunned like the DJ
Csi traumatized by viewing
For the long flight long flights
It's a fly day and we in all white all white
She said D.J. can you play that
Play that back
He play it twice
Got
to all the real DJs out there
Cause I don't send my music
To no garbage DJs they get me
Woop-woop, that's the sound of da police
Woop-woop, that's
don't fuck wit' you (Huh, no tussle)
So I advise you not to fuck wit' 'em (DJ Khaled)
And so I bought the Wraith on 'em (Wraith boys)
I still got
'Cause once you're hung from the drapes, it's curtains
I'm an instigator, .380 slug penetrator
Degrading, creating murders to kill haters
Accused for
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
the wall you better stand tight
Full of X, AK's, whilin' in lobbys, bulletproof PJ's
Fuck around and get spunned like the DJ
Csi traumatized by viewing
This one goes out to you
Crank up the volume one time
Peace to all the real DJs out there
Cause I don't send my music to no garbage DJs
They get me
sound like a chicken so its time to get plucked
By a gangsta, keep one up in the chamber
Don't make me wear your ass like some 85 Wranglers
Now you all
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