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lirik lagu 57th street rogue dog villians - let's get fucked up

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[intro: tech n9ne]
see we tryna make all the biancas and beatrices shake that -ss to the 5-6 villians b-tch, hahaha, y’all don’t feel me? this how real 5-6 vills do it, n-gga. like this

[chorus: tech n9ne]
(let’s get f-cked up)
let’s get high let’s get drunk (let’s get f-cked up)
we got that weed that ain’t no punk (let’s get f-cked up)
let’s get high let’s get drunk (let’s get f-cked up)
pumpin’ highlanders in the trunk (let’s get f-cked up)

[verse 1: bakarii]
n-gga, this is kansas city (you got me f-cked up)
highland and short nitty (n-gga we can knuckle up)
i got fifty-six with me (strickly for my rouges)
with me until they lift me (we can meet for shows)
i see they lovin’ us (so let the world know)
they hoes is f-ckin’ us (if not, they hoes go)
my villains and me yellin’ (we relish until we perish)
original rock wellers (my n-ggas and me releasin’)
bone and cd’s (with money steady increasin’)
for hooligans like me (money by all means)
focused on paper daily (smokin’ on collard greens)
but mobbin’ off in a eighty (56th and highland)
livin’ and never die (young, heartless tyrants)

[spoken: bakarii {t-will}]
man y’all gone f-ck or what? (let’s get f-cked up)
{i don’t think they are, man} (let’s get f-cked up)
b-tches gotta get out if they ain’t gone f-ck you know what i’m sayin’ (here comes t-will)

[verse 2: t-will]
(here comes t-will)
bringing the heat from the streets (i’m a 5-6 vill)
you wanna drink come with me (now i’m rollin’ with my dawgs)
n-gga where y’all ’bout to be? (on our way around the park)
n-gga, you go get the weed (now the party’s on)
got the liquor and the hoes (and it won’t be long)
before we gettin’ ’em out they clothes (n-gga show some love)
where the weed? p-ss the bud (the hoes wanna f-ck)
if you can’t f-ck, p-ss the rug (let a real n-gga do it)
’cause you know i ain’t no punk (off the fifty-one fluid)
gettin’ blowed, getting drunk (spittin’ sh-t, sparkin’ blunts)
that’s all a n-gga do (if i get too drunk)
rogue d-gg-n’ it with my crew (never givin’ a f-ck)
now my head startin’ to spin (don’t wanna upchuck)
open a window, i need some wind (now i’m on the floor)
n-gga, leave me alone (you don’t need no more)
too drunk to drive home

[chorus: tech n9ne]
(let’s get f-cked up)
let’s get high let’s get drunk (let’s get f-cked up)
we got that weed that ain’t no punk (let’s get f-cked up)
let’s get high let’s get drunk (let’s get f-cked up)
pumpin’ highlanders in the trunk (let’s get f-cked up)

[verse 3: big scoob]
got these dogs on a hunt (let’s get f-cked up)
smokin’ them honey cognac blunts (let’s get f-cked up)
tried to quit, but now i’m back (still gettin’ f-cked up)
pump them heater, spray the pack (mic check one, two)
it’s them rouge dog villains (and we come for you)
stick em up, touch the ceiling (let’s all get drunk)
i got the thick one in the back (and i wanna get f-cked)
first night, like a mac (f-ck a hoe, neva’ trust)
we all about the bucks (c-ck it back and kick it clutched)
so them fakers can’t touch (master blaster cause disaster)
i wanna go out in a blaze (set the gl-ss on the dasher)
paw prints on my gauge (so much money to be made)
let’s all get paid (get the clutch of red spaids)
good fellas on a rain (hungry, hungry eat ’em up)
it’s a must that i bust (when i’m on stage, on my nuts)
let’s get f-cked up!

[verse 4: short nitty]
(n-gga i will dump)
i got my thang off in the trunk (i ain’t lookin’ for no funk)
tryna find some hoes to f-ck (man, i want my johnson sucked)
bakarii’s puffin’ on the blunt (while i’m steady gettin’ drunk)
as we swerve off in the ‘burb (rimmy got my hoppin’ curves)
now i’m smashin’ to the land (fifty-six with my mans)
now my pistol’s close at hand (heard these haters makin’ plans)
tryna’ get me for my grands (it’s the world of short nitty)
now i got my villains with me (on the corner, countin’ my scrill)
on a mission, around the b-lls (got to pick up one more dog)
he’s over from ike’s up from paul’s (man, i’m speakin’ of donny questions)
y’all done heard him on them records (and he gets them b-tches naked)
man, let me hit it for a second

[chorus: tech n9ne]
(let’s get f-cked up)
let’s get high let’s get drunk (let’s get f-cked up)
we got that weed that ain’t no punk (let’s get f-cked up)
let’s get high let’s get drunk (let’s get f-cked up)
pumpin’ highlanders in the trunk (let’s get f-cked up)

[verse 5: tech n9ne]
(nina, give me 1-5-1)
with that pineapple up straight (plus that malibu rum)
got these hoes and i can’t wait (yum’s make me c-m)
and the know what i want to do (get y’all straight stuck)
get ’em all of caribou lou (so i can f-ck)
when i’m rollin’ with my dogs (hit the ‘burb on swole)
b-tches know that we hogs (so they dress like hoes)
they keep comin’ out them draws (they don’t get ner’ dime)
and if you ain’t with it, f-ck y’all (y’all don’t know tech n9ne)
i’ma highlander, ’til i die (on midwest side)
never gettin’ drunk, i’m gettin’ high (bumpin’ cloudy eyed)
givin’ mean mugs to my foes (we can all square off)
n-gga we’ll fight all of y’all hoes (we don’t neva’ wanna talk)
now the parties h-lla packed (hoes straight star struck)
givin’ bl-w j-bs in the back (bustin’ fat -ss nuts)
tell ya partners, tell ya friends (even though we threw up)
f-ck it tomorrow we do it again! (let’s get f-cked up)

[bridge: tech n9ne]
(5-6 vill)
yeah, y’all drunk yet?
(5-6 vill)
y’all high yet?
(5-6 vill)
that’s how we do it on 5-6, n-gga
(5-6 vill)
check it

[chorus: tech n9ne]
(let’s get f-cked up)
let’s get high let’s get drunk (let’s get f-cked up)
we got that weed that ain’t no punk (let’s get f-cked up)
let’s get high let’s get drunk (let’s get f-cked up)
pumpin’ highlanders in the trunk (let’s get f-cked up!)

[outro: bakarii]
yeah, n-gga (hahaha) i’m jad bakarii
that n-gga short nitty, big scoob, t-dub, and tech n9ne!

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