JT Machinima - Saints Row Rap lyrics

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JT Machinima - Saints Row Rap lyrics

[Hook:] Yeah, growing up on the Saints Row With decked out guns and cars (Decked out guns and cars) Whenever we roll by everyone knows who we are (Knows who we are) You know being a gangsta Has got it's pros and cons (Got it's pros and cons) But the best part is we got it going on Got so many gangs I don't know what to do with Already at the top, and I'm only the new kid f** the Syndicate, b**hes you can't do sh** Cuz me and my crew? Ain't nothing to screw with Gimme huge tits, talkin' triple D's Any less than that won't get me in your jeans I'm off Saints Row, rollin' with steez And I drive the kinda car you would own in your dreams b*tch! Flashin' bills like indecent exposure Tossin' off my overcoat to show you my bo*er If you got a business, I'll bend it over With no hold-up, I'll become the owner f** the po-po, let 'em choke on donuts I'll jump up on your face and make you taste your scrotum I'll drop a couple bombs, watch the whole place blow up Too busy causing mayhem, no time to grow up [Hook] I get more respect than that Ghandi guy does People bow down whenever I throw gang signs up I tell you to leave town, and you're like "what?" Better pack your sh**, like you were a tight bu*t More swag than the Jackson 5 Stylish jive like Michael, back to life I mack on every chick that I'm pa**in' by Because I'm pimped out and don't ask me why (duh) Ridin' around iced-out in bling And I get into the club for free because I own it, G Make you depressed like middle-age biddy Cuz I'm sicker than silicone titties, no kidding Don't let me catch you trash talking and crap Or imam blast back at you like a bad flashback Give you Rebecca Black status so you get laughed at And tweet a "f** you" hashtag, backhand slap, BLAH!! [Hook] Run all you want, but you will not get far Blowing satchel charges like a Charizard I'll be running you down before you start your car And then I'll knock your a** out with the Fart in a Jar Viper Laser Rifle taking you to the ground Blinged-out shotguns, what's that? Get down! Drop a sonic boom just because it's so damn loud Cyber blast you in space and it won't make a sound I've served more a** than a horny waiter More self-obsessed than chronic masturbators I got more pipe than Tony Hawk's Pro Skater And when I'm feeling dirty, I whip out my penetrator I make k**bane look like Darth Vader And I use the force on all my b**hes and haters There's only one law when you're on Saints Row: I rule and you blow [Hook]