Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wet Party, artist - Spice 1. Album song Hits Vol. 3, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.04.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Thug World
Song language: English
Wet Party |
Nigga fuck this motherfuckin shit you niggas wanna go to war |
With us fuck y’all y’all know who your ass is hatin ass niggas |
Fuck y’all motherfuckers if you say something |
You gotta be ready to die for that motherfuckin shit |
Nigga we ain’t going for that motherfuckin shit nigga |
We got guns we got tones nigga nigga we could ride up your motherfuckin ass |
Erase your ass off the motherfuckin earth we ain’t going nigga fuck this shit |
Whatever y’all really wanna do go on and do it cause all y’all be talking |
Yo yo yo yo yeah it’s da juice up in this motherfucker |
You know what I’m saying |
I wanna say what’s up to all these niggas out here hatin on dj paul juicy j |
Y’all know who you are you know what I’m saying that shit don’t phase a nigga |
Y’all see a nigga in the street handle your motherfuckin business |
Nigga I’m gonna invite you to this motherfuckin wet party |
I’m gonna wet you hoe ass niggas up yeah |
We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party |
It’s da juice from the north side of town |
With a frown I’m bout to get a gun and start to clown |
On a fool on any fool who break the rules |
Imma do whatever young nigga have to do |
To get respect to do what’s next like malcolm x |
Never slipping I’m staring out the window with a tech |
Bring it on up to the door I’ll never go |
But I’m blasting until I see you lyin on the floor |
This is real too real them niggas feel what I feel |
Them evergreen niggas bout to kill anybody |
Say they name where they live show some pictures |
Especially if it’s mom or some kids |
Run up on ya and put em on ya like pneumonia |
You’ll be sick I scared ya ya probably go in to a coma |
I ain’t playing and I ain’t laughing cause I’m passive |
Just looking blasting just like I’m on the lose I’m crazy assassin (nigga) |
We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party |
Its kinda hard lets catch a spy hunting in a four cylinder |
Pealing a drilling a hole in your jugular |
Wheeling a .40 -a pissing in your skully-a |
Tearing a barrier black haven area |
But I’m slow and tear da club up thugs if you down |
To beat some motherfuckers soft |
Bullets fucking pepperoni it’s phony |
Step in my face make a nigga catch a case of death |
Fucking with me nigga hoe I got milk |
And watch it splash on your goddamn chest |
Cause when you’re fucking with thugs niggas you fucking with the best |
Fuck the rest got you chilling with a real nigga from the haze |
There is only henn and red dog and purple haze |
That’s the phase grandma think I’m craze |
Fucking drugs killa carved on your arm got a tech up in the car |
For your motherfuckin ass see you wet the be-e-d |
But you better hold right up cause I’m gonna make your ass bleed bitch |
We bout to throw a motherfuckin wet party |
I hate a weak ass nigga like a devil hate life |
Cock that k full of rage cause the bullshit you started |
Put your vest on bitch and watch me aim for your head |
Like whodini abracadabra motherfucker you dead |
As I tippy toe behind you like that doll named chucky |
Sludge hammer you will feel it if you living you lucky |
Ten stories you will fall to the motherfuckin floor |
I don’t know you tuck your nuts and die hoe (better kill me) |
Well to wet em means cash *blow blow* how you like me now |
I’m be murdering all of my enemy savage hatin up the town |
Saved for bed night stalking creeping put em all to sleep |
And leave em leaking bleeding seeking and steadily heating |
And I’ll be speeding off tearing up da club not giving a fuck |
It’s just me and tear da club up thugs kept on they nuts |
Killing em wet em up say wet em up say wet em up blow *blow blow* |
They come with the mob tactics and hear us pow *ba pow* |
Definitely about to buck it fuck it I’m dumping them in ditches |
And killing snitches and shiesty bitches who set em up for riches |
Spray these fucking cockroaches with these two pistols out |
You niggas checked into the game but you won’t check out |
Beam the motherfuckin lights and I smash the gas |
Clutch my bitch nina ross tight and murder they ass |
Which one of you niggas is first to feel the blast |
Ain’t coming for money I want your life fuck the cash |
We bout to |