Kiss Your Ass Goodbye Extended Remix

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feat. Game, Sheek, Beanie Sigel, Fabolous, & Jadakiss [Dj Skee] Dj Skee is now bringing you the raw uncensored street shit [Devil Voice] Nu Jerzey Devil This is a Dj Skee premiere . . [Scratches in] [Chorus - Sheek Louch] You can kiss your ass goodbyeee (D-block, D-block, D-block, D-block) La da daaa, laa daa daaaa [Verse 1 - Sheek Louch] Aiyyo, The flow is here, the dough is here The gon' call this the hardest remix of the year (haha) The wrist is sickle, the nine is mickle (damn) The inside tan, the outter pickle (wooh) The dutch is rolled, the yak is poured (aight) You running you mouth, I'm gettin you jawed (ouch) I'm wavin the blade, I'm tellin you back up (back up) You empty your pockets, I picking your pack up (gimme that) You can act stupid if you wanna Like you don't know what block I'm in fronta (I'm right here nigga) I'm out in New York, or down in the south (no doubt) I'm out in the trap, with gold in my mouth (haha) They book me for the clubs in the hood (yeah) But niggas sacred to go, but Sheek Louch good (D-Block) It's loaded when I get out the car, like (La da daaa, laa daa daaaa) [Chorus - Sheek Louch] You can kiss your ass goodbyeee (D-block, D-block, D-block, D-block) La da daaa, laa daa daaaa [Verse 2 - Fabolous] Yeah, D-Block They say hate spread faster than love So the Bentley's black, same color as the mask and the gloves With me, I'mma send a bastard to bug 'fore you get the police, the first and last of the gov These dickhead niggas, you shoot 'em the bleed comes The two pussies you with, just make it a threesome They buyin out quick, you gotta buy your C guns Now they spread magasines, 'fore they can read one My glass jar had a hell of a rerun (la da daaa, laa daa daaaa) As we proceed son, had i known Every hood got a street fan, if not they need one I'm thinking short ranged Gimme a sport ranged I wanna get warmer I'm jumping in the sauna Duck when I'm passing by Put your head 'tween your legs Kiss your ass goodbye [Chorus - Sheek Louch] You can kiss your ass goodbyeee (D-block, D-block, D-block, D-block) La da daaa, laa daa daaaa [Verse 3 - Beanie Sigel] You niggas lost ya'll game, I'm throwin the rock down Just to put ya'll D, I'm back on the block now Running your mouth 'fore I shit all in it All ya'll ass, and I'm about to dig all in it I birthed you niggas I fed, and I burped you niggas Quick as that, I will earth you niggas Clothed you niggas Whiped the snot from the nose of you niggas What not to expose you niggas Trist knife or razor fight I got a year and a day Still played it like they gave me life Can't walk through these jail without shackles and two cops Throwing shit on the wall, not at the food slot Got connects with pops, we boofin the weed planes Hit my khaki's, watched them pressed for food stamps Respectin the jail, or checkin the mail I stay on the phone, I don't put collect on the bill You let them DC niggas have sex in your cell You live with a gun, you like gettin hit from the front Stand some shit, like two dicks with no bitch Rumor has it, you like your chicks with no tits F.Y.I. your P.S.I. said you snitch How you blow trail and stay all rich, bitch Now it's time to set it off You got sumfn on ur chest man the tec will tear it off Mwuah [Chorus - Sheek Louch] You can kiss your ass goodbyeee (D-block, D-block, D-block, D-block) La da daaa, laa daa daaaa [The Game] [Whisperin] Hurricane Game, welcome to your funeral motherfuckas [Verse 4 ? The Game] you rat ass nigga you run with the fags u pussy I shoot at your man put him in a bag you push me After you flop im takin your fans, Give you a reason to do that dumb shit with your hands Piss in your mouth and burn your promotional van Come to your wake and slap all 3 of your fans Get your mind right Or get your mind put right next to them all white air nikes Nails in your coffin leave them locked air tite Let him scream g-unit with dust in his wind pipes Drive him threw north philly, Brooklyn and Yonkers How it feel to get fucked all the way from Compton [Chorus - Sheek Louch] You can kiss your ass goodbyeee (D-block, D-block, D-block, D-block) La da daaa, laa daa daaaa [Verse 5 - Jadakiss] alot of niggas supposed to be down, they most be clowns who think im trying to sign with H.O.V. to get close to the crown I take a couple o0o?s and Aaah?s, jewls and cars Screw some broads, and im still cool with Nas Ya real suttle still, so fuckin ill How you can turn an idea into a couple mill But everybody got they hand in the pot So either you cut them off or hand them a knot And I aint neva planning to stop, im planning to rock Till the rims matchin the top, and the fantom is drop They?ll neva get away with the shit I pull off god Knifes on the clut

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