Lil` Wyte f Juvenile

Crash Da Club (Remix)

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[Lil` Wyte]...ah yeah Hypnotize Minds, wassup Lil` Wyte featuring JuvenileCrash the mothafuckin` club, the REMIX!! - and its goin` down for you hoesLike THIS!!...Multiple Memphis scares, outlining your insides wit` barsGrippin` your nina hard, bitch my blood inha-led by heartWhen the fuck you gon` start, recognize that life is a gameAnd it`s always the same, them dice you rolling ain`t `Bouta changeI`m snatchin` your chain, reimbursing you with some painIt`s all over mane, in which direction he makes a zaneI ain`t `bout that fame, I`m `bout the cheese, and this `Bouta bringSo fuck your hoe name, with you my faith was lacking some thingsI`m starting all over with composition sticky like dojaAnd I thought I told ya when I come through I`m crushing like bouldersI`m hard ta top, shoot at plenty I bet it`s gon` knock it - whatever I dropBut even your beef can`t touch what I gotYou wildin` or not, if is so bring all your beef ta the spotHope you got your glock, I`m strapped with no hesi-tant ta popSo back your words up, and keep on choking out on that cockYou like it or not, its everlasting - ain`t `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 niceWe ain`t gon, fall on our face - but we gon` be rightLook, police ain`t around when I do my dirtBecuz I map it all loud and then I put in workYou with them freaks - I be in the streetsY`all be wearing them Bee`s - I be wearing Ree`sRunning wit` my g`s from the U-T-PThis is where I`m gonna be until I D-I-EWodie, it`s goin` down from the Easy Bay ta the West BayWhere niggaz drank V.S.O.P. until they breath stankBitch gatta say something, err` timeThey never handle they buisness, but staying in lineSeeking you will find, the loaded up .9Wanted at `cha cuz it of fa` stealin` my mindJuvenile and Three-6 thats a-one-of-a-kindTooken up yo golds - nigga get ready ta blind[Hook][Lil` Wyte]I`m `Bouta crash da club, break the lawThrow some chairs, crack your jawIf it`s killing season - ain`t no reason - ain`t no need ta staleI`m the one put here ta absorb all this energy and painNon-stop-pop-from-the-top-of-the-clip-in-ya-glock, I still don`t feel you maneCause of that, ground the coke and now I`m puffin` a pound of droWhen I`m on that level and wit` my killaz you will be found on the flo`I must confes, I ain`t `bout shit, but if you think ta cross me bitchYou`ll end up stanky - walk the planky - and empty out your pockets bitchBreak da law, break your leg, crash da club and crack your neckWit` these issues that I`m facing - daily I should tote a tecGet respect, that`s 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 sceneLeaving damage - making havoc reaction fuckin` with meChair to your bizack go through my head when you ignite the flameLead to your bizack of your hizead before it hit your brain[Hook]

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