The Game - One Blood (dirty South Remix) Lyrics
(Feat. Lil' Wayne, Rick Ross, Twista, T.I., Chamillionaire, Pitbull, Slim Thug, Young Dro & Bun B)[The Game]Dre, I'm in the South[Lil' Wayne Intro]Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!Yeah!Weezy![Lil' Wayne]5.0.4 gangsta, New Orleans soldierBangin underwater, ***** around and soak yaLouisiana gunner, I'm bout my holsterAnd if you gettin greasy, I'm an ulcerI'm bickin back, bein bool on the EastsideOr New Orleans where the bloods at the bee hiveAin't nothin sweet unless it's presidentialCause that is where I sleep, now give me my key![Rick Ross]One love to the gangs, but I'm in the thangsSave the colors for the cars, see we kill for the fame (Ross)The boss made it, yeah, we floss flagrantShame how I lost your life savings up in Las Vegas (Ross)I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy sellerKeep white in the office call it Jerry HellerLettin off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pickAnd we gon sit here, wait for the derrelics[Twista]***** I got lords and gangstas, show me where them niggaz atChi got two six's and kings, show me where them killas atChi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them figures atGame, where them triggers at? Aim at them fitted caps!He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers, niggaHe got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin, niggaHurt him in that cherry six fo, shit ain't no stoppin, niggaHit him in the head and the body with a bulletWhen I put him in the cemetary then I gotta holler out![Chorus][T.I.]You knowin my attitude shitty, only a buck fiftySo I keep the smitty's wit me, shit, how many wit me?What, you scared? I'm prepared, in the MALL AND ALL!Wit two two's, you can call me QUICK DRAW McGRAW!*****, I'ma cut that fool, better CALL THE LAW!I start sprayin, make ***** nigga FALL AND CRAWL!I press play like Puff, no PAUSE AT ALL!Choppin holes in ALL THE WALLS, that's ALL THEY SAW!I'm the realest youngster that's breathin, and I don't gotta give a reasonChamillionaire a millionaire, y'all competin to be competin!My purpose is to get the cheese and as a purpose that should defeatinSo shut your mouth, have a seat and be quiet till I finish eatinMy label tells me I'm greedy, hoggin all the room on your tvLike +Eric+ they think it's +Eazy+, but it isn't easy believe meNeed to make a room in B.E. television if you wanna be meGame said he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me, G![Pitbull]To all my Mexicans they runner, I got yo backI'll be livin' this city dawg, and that's the factsTo the new immigration loves to tryna bagsTry to be nice laice tape kiss my assPlus we all immigrates, and plus the damn I representI'm a red, I'm a dag, but I'ma make this evidenceAll that I can say that lil chico killa nameSo llaque sarar que me canto para mineroYo![Chorus][Slim Thug]Its one blood if you blood or cuzFrom that number one thug, it's still one loveI rep my blue boy team but I do it for greenI do it for my folks, vice lords and kingsAll us trappers, future rappers, standin out on the blocksTryna get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knotPut ya sets in the air, scream ***** the cops!We gon rep for the hood mayne, like it or not![Young Dro]My feed mashable, murders are catastrophicalCars is improbable, I'm overcomin obstaclesTrappin, I made it logical, my topic is impossibleI got a partner named Shoe Strang, cause shorty real crossableShark meat to Papadough's, cars be tropicalAll guns choppable, all blocks are mobbableI am unstoppable, my calico is toxableLyrically diabolical, cushion is not stoppable[Bun B]I'm comin straight outta PAT, like Compton in all blackBut when we say what it do, they never say holla backBun B, the uh, OG like '95 Air MaxNeon green outta fight club off a fair factsAsk the hundreds, it's doable, I done done itAt the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters plummitRun to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differWipe the streets with ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood![Chorus]
