Testo della canzone Came To Party (40 Glocc, Jayo Felony, Tip Top, Village Boo, Niqel Nut, Sun & Eminem), tratta dall'album I Am Legend

Came To Party - 40 Glocc, Jayo Felony, Tip Top, Village Boo, Niqel Nut, Sun & Eminem

Light up that marijuana
Pass me the bomb
Fill up my cup
Fill it up with Patron

Sun
We just came to party
And I'm feelin' good
I got the Remy for any women that's feeling loose
Your man grillin' and he just up on my tennis shoes
I think we met, we gettin' checks like my Nike shoes
You see her shinin' with diamonds, glass, a swimmin' pool
All the women drool, when they see the linen jewels
The way you drifted by, it really got me in the mood
Take me to the room and blow me up like a inner clue

I just came to party
Pulled up
In my old school, with the naughty
Valet park
My shit, next to 40's
Tip Toe
In the Coup, he look sporty (He ridin' three piece)
And I'm tryin' to leave tonight, with at least three freaks
Hit the room, you know, until I skeet, skeet
I hope these clowns in here ain't tryin' to start beef
Cause that'll be the reason that niggas kickin' your front teeth

We just came to party
We ain't comin' here to start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see ya work that, work that, body
With ya man lookin' like he can murk somebody
We just sipped a little bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this cup and spilt it on me
Now, he's startin' on some shit, this with the naughty
He's about to get the shit kicked the fuck out of him

I don't got no time for these niggas that's playing games
I don't take it as a diss unless you sayin' my name
I'm a bad influence, I smoke weed in front of kids
I crack a bottle open and ask 'em
If they wanna swig
I'm the bad guy that touched your wife
Tip Toe ain't nothin' nice
I rob Benz and still sport a gang of ice
We gettin' money, we ain't trippin' off you hoe niggas
'Cause if we want you, we'll come show up at your show, niggas

He 'bout to get the shit kicked the fuck out of 'em
They call me once y'all killin', the Crips is lovin' 'em
I split his fuckin' head for the pushin' and shovin' 'em
So crazy I harass and embarrass him in public 'em
Just sayin', hit a stick that get a guerilla pissin' me with that is Crip
I could get sick as I wanna get, cause you know I'm the shit
Never sound like an amateur, I damage niggas' brains
This buster came to be a party pooper, I'm insane

We just came to party
We ain't comin' here to start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see ya work that, work that, body
With ya man lookin' like he can murk somebody
We just sipped a little bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this cup and spilt it on me
Now, he's startin' on some shit, this with the naughty
He's about to get the shit kicked the fuck out of him

Got a couple of handguns, feel like my block is ready
And I'm livin' it Thug Life, like I was Makaveli and
Nigga, this Zoo Life, nigga, I ride for it
I'll die for it and do federal time for it
I'm a Inglewood nigga, just have it at any brother
I ain't started gangbangin' because of my favorite color
I done flip the whole brick
I'm flippin' this cocaine
Got socas in line, dancin' like it's Soul Train

The party don't pop off, unless we pop up in it
If the drama jump off, the first to dive up in it
Infamous G on it, baby, Shady, Aftermath
I done started my own shit, zoo life about to crack
Bloods and Crips, they love me (I get my point across)
Bang on the nigga that's phony (Pass me the egg sauce)
Pick up the phone with the police
And he was tryin' to kick it, but nigga's got cold feet
Yeah

We just came to party
We ain't comin' here to start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see ya work that, work that, body
With ya man lookin' like he can murk somebody
We just sipped a little bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this cup and spilt it on me
Now, he's startin' on some shit, this with the naughty
He's about to get the shit kicked the fuck out of him

We just came to party
We ain't comin' here to start shit with nobody
Girl, we just wanna see ya work that, work that, body
With ya man lookin' like he can murk somebody
We just sipped a little bit too much Bacardi
He done tripped into this cup and spilt it on me
Now, he's startin' on some shit, this with the naughty
He's about to get the shit kicked the fuck out of him

Zoo life
Infamous
G-Unit
Shady
Aftermath
Biotch



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