Yeah,
East-mothafckin-Sidaz,
D12, Shady,
This is how it goes down,
Pour a 40 out,
Pour a 40 out,
Pour a 40 out,
Pour a 40 out,
Eminem
Who wanna be the first one to catch this plate in the throat,
You know the po-po dont let me holdem toasters no more,
I just clapped three people you gonna be number four,
If you dont back the fck up and get the fck off the floor,
My crew is takin over as soon as we hit the door,
You hit the door, well we comin in and you goin home,
Security they cant even stop us because they know,
Running avenues, soldiers hold us down, and rep where we go!
Chugging on our 40s and holding our forty-fos!
We come wit toasters like we just opened savings and loans!
And we dont need your brew tonight homie we brought our own!
So grab whatever you sipping on and lets get it on!!
Peter Stonez
We in the club and right about now, were fckin pumped,
Wanna fck wit us, try it, then nigga you gettin jumped,
Were rollin deep, and I dont even gotta act tough,
Cause Im backin my shit talkin, nigga youre gettin snuffed,
Holdin, and gulpin down a bottle of Johnnys blue label,
And Im bout to throw everybody wit beef on the table,
Ya bitch gets in the way, am I supposed to act manly,
I dont give a fck Ill kill her and her fckin family,
Throwin bottles, smokin Cubans, right and left wit a fight,
It aint new, this shits just another regular night,
If its on, youre walkin out wit stitches, and sayin sorry,
But me, Im walkin out wit bitches, and fckin forties,
Its the way it goes, nigga if you aint keepin shut,
My fckin crew wont hesitate to put a knife in ya gut,
I swear if anyone steps to my boys face, its a wreck,
Cause believe me, nigga Ill blow the fckin place in a sec,
Yeah,
Mothafckas,
You see us in the club,
Better back the fck up, hahaa,