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 soldier Bangin underwater, f** around and soak ya Louisiana gunner, I'm bout my holster And if you gettin greasy, I'm an ulcer I'm bickin back, bein bool on the Eastside Or New Orleans where the bloods at the bee hive Ain't nothin sweet unless it's presidential Cause that is where I sleep, now give me my key! [Rick Ross] One love to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs Save the colors for the cars, see we k** for the fame (Ross) The boss made it, yeah, we floss flagrant Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las Vegas (Ross) I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller Keep white in the office call it Jerry Heller Lettin off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick And we gon sit here, wait for the derrelics [Twista] b**h I got lords and gangstas, show me where them n***az at Chi got two six's and kings, show me where them k**as at Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them figures at Game, where them triggers at? Aim at them fitted caps! He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them choppers, n***a He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin, n***a Hurt him in that cherry six for, sh** ain't no stoppin, n***a Hit him in the head and the body with a bullet When I put him in the cemetary then I gotta holler out! [Chorus:] [T. I.] You knowin my attitude sh**ty, only a buck fifty So I keep the smitty's wit me, sh**, 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! b**h, I'ma cut that fool, better call the law! I start sprayin, make f** n***a 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 reason Chamillionaire a millionaire, y'all competin to be competin! My purpose is to get the cheese and as a purpose that should defeatin So shut your mouth, have a seat and be quiet till I finish eatin My label tells me I'm greedy, hoggin all the room on your tv Like +Eric+ they think it's +Eazy+, but it isn't easy believe me Need to make a room in B. E. Television if you wanna be me Game said he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room for me, G! [Pitbull] To all my Mexicans they runner, I got yo back I'll be livin' this city dawg, and that's the facts To the new immigration loves to tryna bags Try to be nice laice tape kiss my a** Plus we all immigrates, and plus the damn I represent I'm a red, I'm a dag, but I'ma make this evidence All that I can say that lil chico k**a name So llaque sarar que me canto para minero Yo! [Chorus:] [Slim Thug] Its one blood if you blood or cuz From that number one thug, it's still one love I rep my blue boy team but I do it for green I do it for my folks, vice lords and kings All us trappers, future rappers, standin out on the blocks Tryna get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knot Put ya sets in the air, scream f** the cops! We gon rep for the hood mayne, like it or not! [Young Dro] My feed mashable, murders are catastrophical Cars is improbable, I'm overcomin obstacles Trappin, I made it logical, my topic is impossible I got a partner named Shoe Strang, cause shorty real crossable Shark meat to Papadough's, cars be tropical All guns choppable, all blocks are mobbable I am unstoppable, my calico is toxable Lyrically diabolical, cushion is not stoppable [Bun B] I'm comin straight outta pat, like Compton in all black But when we say what it do, they never say holla back Bun B, the uh, og like '95 Air Max Neon green outta fight club off a fair facts Ask the hundreds, it's doable, I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differ Wipe the streets with ya like you a swiffer as a gifter, one blood! [Chorus:]