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Lil Wyte - "Crash Da Club (Remix)"
Lyrics to Crash Da Club (Remix) : [Lil Wyte] ...ah yeah Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil Wyte featuring Juvenile Crash the mothafuckin club, the REMIX!! - and its goin down for you hoes Like THIS!!...Multiple Memphis scares, outlining your insides wit bars Grippin your nina hard, bitch my blood inha-led by heart When the fuck you gon start, recognize that life is a game And its always the same, them dice you rolling aint Bouta change Im snatchin your chain, reimbursing you with some pain Its all over mane, in which direction he makes a zane I aint bout that fame, Im bout the cheese, and this Bouta bring So fuck your hoe name, with you my faith was lacking some things Im starting all over with composition sticky like doja And I thought I told ya when I come through Im crushing like boulders Im hard ta top, shoot at plenty I bet its gon knock it - whatever I drop But even your beef cant touch what I got You wildin or not, if is so bring all your beef ta the spot Hope you got your glock, Im strapped with no hesi-tant ta pop So back your words up, and keep on choking out on that cock You like it or not, its everlasting - aint Bouta stop [Hook: Lil Wyte - repeat 8X] We Bouta Crash Da Club - throw some chairs (*DJ Scratching*) Break - Break...Break - Break...Break Something [Juvenile] Aiyo smoke something, choke something, get real nice We aint gon, fall on our face - but we gon be right Look, police aint around when I do my dirt Becuz I map it all loud and then I put in work You with them freaks - I be in the streets Yall be wearing them Bees - I be wearing Rees Running wit my gs from the U-T-P This is where Im gonna be until I D-I-E Wodie, its goin down from the Easy Bay ta the West Bay Where niggaz drank V.S.O.P. until they breath stank Bitch gatta say something, err time They never handle they buisness, but staying in line Seeking you will find, the loaded up .9 Wanted at cha cuz it of fa stealin my mind Juvenile and Three-6 thats a-one-of-a-kind Tooken up yo golds - nigga get ready ta blind [Hook] [Lil Wyte] Im Bouta crash da club, break the law Throw some chairs, crack your jaw If its killing season - aint no reason - aint no need ta stale Im the one put here ta absorb all this energy and pain Non-stop-pop-from-the-top-of-the-clip-in-ya-glock, I still dont feel you mane Cause of that, ground the coke and now Im puffin a pound of dro When Im on that level and wit my killaz you will be found on the flo I must confes, I aint bout shit, but if you think ta cross me bitch Youll end up stanky - walk the planky - and empty out your pockets bitch Break da law, break your leg, crash da club and crack your neck Wit these issues that Im facing - daily I should tote a tec Get respect, thats no option, all the haters filled with toxin Walk right through the center of the crowd and pistols get ta flossin Causing problem - dodging bullets - soon as I corrupt the scene Leaving damage - making havoc reaction fuckin with me Chair to your bizack go through my head when you ignite the flame Lead to your bizack of your hizead before it hit your brain [Hook] [ Crash Da Club (Remix) Lyrics ]
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