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2getha 4eva
(专辑: The Villain - 2008)
[Intro: Trick Trick] This one is dedicated to the
#1 rap group ever Run-D.M.C. and Jam Master Jay 1-3-1-3! AND I
SAYYYYYYYY! Party people, your dreams have now been fulfilled Detroit is in this motherfuckin building Big Proof, Esham, Trick Trick, Kid Rock LET'S GO! (LET'S GO!) [Esham] Together, get cheddar, get cheddar, forever Retire from this game I'ma have to say never We bakin, it's cakin, your life'll get taken Don't be a
eyewitness if I'm not mistaken You snitchin, just listen, niggaz cookin in the
kitchen A
murder was committed, I
was fittin the
description A
Detroit nigga scandelous, I'm an assassin Trick Trick ain't gotta hit 'em, I
already blast 'em [Proof] My name is P
(P!) I'm from the D
(D!) The
area code (code!) is 3-1-3 (3!) I
run with Trick (Trick!) I
(Kid) with Rock (Rock!) I
love Detroit ('troit) and every block (block!) I'm down by laws, screamin fuck the
law (law!) D12 in the
house (house) we the
best you saw (saw!) With a
Sqwad of Goons (Goons!) out drinkin boons (boons!) The
real street riders still reppin click-boom! [Kid Rock] Ohhhhhhhhh I'm the
crook that rocks, with thugs and cops The
blacks the
whites, the
whys and nots The
young the
old, the
bold and the
wicked Now who here got his Kid Rock tickets? I
can't fix, what isn't broke So mix me up another Jim Beam and Coke Pass the J
(J!) chop one out Cause that's what a
muh'fucker's all about! [Trick Trick] Detroit riders RIDE! We gettin bread, we LIVE! Blowin pounds of FIRE! You can't fade us, WHY? We players NOW! These haters DIE! We got them killers in spots dwellin and K'd up (I) keep my riders close by when most lie Fake niggaz waitin, debatin, but see they don't try Fo'-five bustin that chopper hot as a
pope lyin Clean from the
scene investigated with no ties [Interlude] Hoooooo! [9X] [Esham] Esham the
rap god, Trick Trick and Goon Sqwad Get any nigga in the
industry balloon popped We waited too long, these bitches won't play our songs But when the
DJ's get they brains blown they screamin "Y'all wrong" It's a
cold world, so the
slugs is like Freon Dope boy in the
hood, hat with the D
on And still I
kill at will until the
body count pile up And fuck the
industry until they bring 7
Mile up [Proof] Pile up the
suckers I
kill after I'm drillin 'em My pockets stay real deep, cash keep fillin 'em Triple 7-93-11, that's for Em and them Any competition that's hot, to hell we sendin them I'm known to get busy and my name is Proof They tried to lock up Trick and didn't have no proof Hook up the
mic and a
beat, I'll flow some'in The
godfather capo was me, I'm cold crushin Rahhh! [Kid Rock] Catch my drift? Here's my point I'm laid and paid and made in Detroit The
old Mount Clemens, basement bandit The
only real mack left on the
planet You sell CD's at 2
bucks a
pop I
make 300 G's every time the
bus stops The
Kid, Proof, Esham and Trick And if you don't dig that you can suck my dick! RAHHH!
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