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"One Blood (Dirty South Remix)"
[feat. Junior Reid, Lil Wayne, Rick Ross, Twista, T.I., Chamillionaire, Pitbull, Slim Thug, Young Dro & Bun B]


[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Five Oh Four Gangsta, New Orleans Soldier, Banging Under Water,
Fuck Around And Soak Ya, Lousiana Gunner, Im Bout My Holster,
And If You Gettin Greasy, Im An Ulcer, Im Bickin Back Bein Bool On Tha Eastside,
Im In The New Orleands Where The Blood At The Beehive,
And Aint Nothin Sweet Unless Its Presidential,
Cause That Is Where I Sleep, So Give Me My Key!

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
One Love To The Gangs, But I'm In The Thangs
Say The Fellows For The Cars, See We Kill For The Fame
The Boss Made It, Yeah We Floss Flagrant
Shame How I Lost Your Life Savings Up In Las Vegas
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 Darryl Gates

[Verse 3: Twista]
B*Tch I Got Lords And Gangstas, Show Me Where Them N*Ggas At
Chi Got Two Six's And Kings, Show Me Where Them Killas 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*Gga
He Got The Kush, I Got The Dope, Let's Get It Poppin' N*Gga
Hurt Him In That Cherry Six Fo', Shit Ain't No Stoppin' N*Gga
Hit Him In The Head And The Body Wit A Bullet,
When I Put Him In The Cemetery Then I Gotta Holler Out

[Hook:The Game]
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix

[Verse 4: T.I.]
You Knowin' My Attitude Shitty, Only A Buck Fifty
So I Keep The Smitty's Wit Me, Shhh They Comin To Get Me
Hey Wut You Scared
I'm Prepared In The Mall And All
Wit Chimme Chose, You Can Call Me Quick Draw Mcgraw
B*Tch I'ma Cut That Fool, Better Call The Law
I Start Sprayin', Make F**K N*Gga Fall And Crawl
I Press Play Like Puff, No Pause At All
Choppin' Holes In The All The Walls
Thats All They Saw

[Verse 5: Chamillionaire]
I'm The Realest Youngster Thats Breathin' And I Don't Gotta Give A Reason
Chamillionaire Millionaire, Ya'll Competin' To Be Completin'
My Purpose Is To Get The Cheese An' As A Purpose That Should Defeatin'
So Shut Your Mouth, Have A Seat An' Be Quiet Till I Clear The Sheetin'
My Label Tells Me I'm Greedy, Hoggin' All The Room On Your Tv
Like Eric They Think Its Easy, But It Isnt 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 Gee

[Verus 6:Pitbull]
To All my Mexican still i got your backs
I been Livin' and seeing dawg and thats a facts
to the new immirgration laws tryna pass
tryna do nice they can kiss my ass
plus we all my immirgrats then i still represent
imma ride and die im making these livin' diss
all i can say is lil' chico is killin' them
ya'll shota lalala comadom mona boy

[Hook:The Game]
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix

[Verse 7: Slim Thug]
Its One Blood If You Blood Or Cuz
From That Number One Thug, Its 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**K The Cops
We Gon' Rep For The Hood Mayne, Like It Or Not

[Verse 8: Young Dro]
My Feed Mashable, Murders Are Catastrophical
Cars Is Improfable, I'm Overcomin' Obstacles
Trappin' I Made It Logical, My Topic Is Impossible
I Got A Potna Name Shoe Strings Cuz Shorty Real Crossable
Shot Me To Pop A Do', Cars Be Tropical
All Guns Choppable, All Blocks Are Moppable
I Am Unstoppable, My Calico Is Toxible
Lyrically Diabolical, Cushion Is Not ???

[Verse 9: Bun B]
I'm Comin' Straight Outta P.A.T., Like Compton In All Black
But When We Say What It Do, They Never Say Holla Back
Bun B, The I'm O.G., Like 95 Air Macs
Neon Green Outta Fight Club Off A Fairfax
Acts A Hundreds, Just Do It Fool 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 Give It
Wipe The Streets Wit Ya Like You A Swifter As A Gifter (As A Gift For One Blood)

[Hook: The Game]
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix
Remix, Remix, Remix, Remix

[Thanks to Cuoy for these lyrics]
[Thanks to Albert Ramos (lil_balla_kid03@yahoo.com) for correcting these lyrics]

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