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Trick Daddy - Let's Go (featuring Twista & Lil' Jon) Lyrics
(Lil Jon)
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh)
Theres a lotta f*** n***as in the club tonight
(f*** em, f*** em, f*** em)
But its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Cuz me and my clique we don't give a f*** n****
Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
(Hook)
Lets Gooooo (Lets Gooooo)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know)
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo (Lets Gooooo)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know)
I'm bout to f*** a n**** up, Lets Gooooo (Lets Gooooo)
(Trick Daddy)
If you want some, come get some
Cuz where I'm from we tote big guns
And everybody know somebody that
Know somebody that know somethin' bout it
And I want answers now who, what, where
When and why
See, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
And all get all loud but that ain't my style
And he who he gonna get and what he gonna do
Run up on me if he want to
Out there impressin' his homies
But he stood up in front of his mama
I mop up the flo wit em
And I kick in the door and let the 44 get em
I got fools that'll go get em
This for him, the crew and the dudes that run wit em
(Hook)
(Twista)
Gotta spit for the murderas
And the killas
And the thugstas
That be f***in up the ballas
And the dealas
And the hustlas
Got me comin' at you bogus in the VI
While they bumpin' lil jon I'm a brush ya
Its the psycho n**** twista from
Chicago rollin' with the Miami n**** that'll crush ya,
We already been lookin' for drama
If a n**** try to get it to, but what if, still gotta get em,
Feelin' fury from my tough shit that can't never be true
And no penicillin'
I'm telling you Trick I'm fitna steal em
Got me swingin' crysie and hennessy bottles,
In the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla
Don't get it twisted with that
Overnight celebrity you better be scared
Of me in my city I'm a killa
(Hook)
(Trick Daddy)
I ain't that rappin' type arright
And I that actin' type arright
This sulphane in my script
I'm a play on you and you just a square
See, once that hennessy into
Me the whole industry is my enemy
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me
B**** don't pretend to be
I'm strictly for the thugs
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood
That moments ghetto (ghetto)
Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats
I'm straight out the county of Dade
Played on fire n**** M-I-A
Never gone south of the border
Americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered
(Hook 2x)
(Trick Daddy)
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
