DJ Khaled: Yeah it’s the DJ Khaled Khaled Khaled I do this for the projects! I got the Mothafuckin Gutta on this track I got the projects on this one!
Rock City: You have no idea why you started But guess this is your final warning And boy we don’t care who you callin Nothing can save you know Shotta youts will run up in your apartment So you betta mind where you walkin God damn man can to your target Nothin can save you know
Bun B: See you dun push the wrong button And Cross the wrong line Stepped on the wrong shoe Muthafucka it was mine Time and time they get me out the tandem Me are da true I traded mine in For caveman king You don’t wanna fuck with the Southside Gotcha boys Ya’ll ain’t know trill ass niggas Ya’ll some boxy boys And pull shots on boys Scattered like a roach And put that on the fifth I’m the nigga you don’t wanna approach
Bloodraw: I was raised in the heart of the jungle The belly of the beast And this lick here sweet I’m so flawed You can put me on the front line Ass back nicks I don’t represent the gun shy Thing about the Street life Homie I live Wear my heart on my sleeve And niggas gotta fear life From the bottom to the top East to the west All I gotta say is Khaled Nigga we the Best
Rock City: You have no idea why you started But guess this is your final warning And boy we don’t care who you callin Nothing can save you know
Ace Hood: Yo Bdah Bdah Bdah Khaled go let me see em Hand me the fucking clever Cause I got a fucking fever For all the evil Kinevel people who try to stunt Call me Danny Glover I’m lethal this ain’t no sequel Shoot you people while you sleepin The grim reaper is out to lunch Put holes in you mouth so you can’t be found And Khaled got my back He gon shoot a hundred rounds Bdddddddddddddah So say hello to death If you ever in my town
Brisco: I came from the eggs of a goddess And the balls of a gigolo All I had was 2 ounces An old chevy and figuro Blood shed apart my feet And bad vibes got a nigga rockin voodoo deep Lord forgive me I know not a better way And pop has tried to stick me Damn I need some better ye Ring the Alarm Tell em people come come Look at what the fuck the Briscgun YEAH! It’s the Final Warning!
Bali: Khaled these niggas talkin I’m an orphin And leave a hole in his head Like a dolphin Fuck a hole in one Ain’t golfin’ I’mma put his whole unit in a coffin Cause any nigga fuck wit my pocket I’mma open his ass off Like suicide doors Any badass niggas Y’all scared of that lake I’mma tell you once don’t be scared of the dre
Rock City: You have no idea why you started But guess this is your final warning And boy we don’t care who your callin Nothing can save you know
Lil’ Scrappy: I’m usually cool But know I gotta bet back I tried telling ya Ain’t wit’cha death threats I let my nigga know Tell em go hammer that And it ain’t gon take all day We know where you live at Ill bet ya hide from ya neighbors Keep em mad shawty That’s how we kill em babies Holla Khaled And tell him Im on the way now I just had to hit a lick in the A-Town
Shawty Lo: Look at me it’s shawty So bossy And I don’t feel like that Can’t stop me now Ya See what’s Haapnin Big shit dun popped off I’m the best nigga you can ask Khaled you can ask Khaled you can ask Khaled I’m the best nigga
Rock City: You have no idea why you started But guess this is your final warning And boy we don’t care who your callin Nothing can save you know Shotta youts will run up in your apartment So you betta mind where you walkin God damn man can do your target Nothin can save you know Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
