Rick Ross - Speedin' (Remix) ft. R. Kelly, DJ Khaled, Plies, Birdman, Busta Rhymes, DJ Drama, Webbie, Gorilla Zoe, Fat Joe, Torch, Gun Play, DJ Bigga Rankin', Flo Rida, Brisco, & Lil' Wayne | Текст песни
Speedin' (Remix) ft. R. Kelly, DJ Khaled, Plies, Birdman, Busta Rhymes, DJ Drama, Webbie, Gorilla Zoe, Fat Joe, Torch, Gun Play, DJ Bigga Rankin', Flo Rida, Brisco, & Lil' Wayne
[DJ Khaled] Remix, Speedin' Remix, the movement I introduced you to the projects, I introduced you to the hood I introduced you to the ghet-to, I introduced you to Rick Ross The Boss is back, Trilla This the remix, Speedin' Remix (Ross got me Speedin' baby) We the best
[Plies] This for all my goons, workin' on pills Speedin' to make me run in yo crib Put they 'opper behind yo ear Monkey suit, black mask, City Boy gear Slippin' got a lot of niggaz whacked this year Been up two days straight homie, no sleep Ridin' with choppers lurkin' fo' deep Jumpin' out on the first thing, look sweet Double 'stangs got the goons grittin' teeth Car full of throw away big boy heat Two brand new K's hangin' off seats Yeah it got me Speedin' all week
[Birdman] G4 straight from the N.O. We get money, stay fly till the next show We got money, stay fly till we get mo' We got bitches, high rollin' with this cash flow Put the H in the hood Put a one on the good Put a slab on the wood Shit, me and Ross doin' good One hundred million dollars nigga, hangin' in the hood
[Busta Rhymes] Check, I'm doin' donuts in the streets (Streets), pedal to the glass (Glass) My lord have Murcielago max on the dash Speedin' niggaz can't see me in the blink of a flash You got to slow motion to flick so you can see me when I pass You know just what to do when you see me give me my cash When I pull up drop the bags of bread then I'm doing a dash No confusion understand no gimmicks Duke is like the Autobahn, disregardin' the speed limits Fast life, fast broads, let's get it fast buddy Fast food, fast cars, we gettin' fast money Fuck the talk we been doin' this, heat it up And when you bringin' me my cake you better speed it up
[Hook - R. Kelly with DJ Drama ad-libs] Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs Speeeeed, Speedin' Speeeeed, I'm speedin' I can't stop it's all I know From a young'n I was taught to get dough Speeeeed, Speedin' Speeeeed, I'm speedin'
[Webbie] It's all a big ricky in my brand new Bentley Doing a buck fifty finna to get another meal ticket I ain't bein' funny I don't see the competition Since a young'n get the money all I ever comprehended Business hall ass, ball 'til you fall yeah Y'all sit on y'all ass, now I see why y'all mad I'm leaving y'all ass, I ain't seein' y'all ass Ever cross that line I'm puttin' three in y'all face, speedin'
[Gorilla Zoe] Seventeen five, god damn lie Country niggaz payin' damn near twenty five Who gon' pick 'em up, pick 'em up first flight Call Ricky Ross, hell yeah high five Throw them in the trunk (Trunk) I'll tape them to the fender (Fender) Scrapin' off the plate like a nigga's eatin' dinner I'm speedin' shorty you trippin' If you see the blue lights homie I'm dippin'
[Fat Joe] Niggaz want hood rep the hood back Shit Joey the Don they call me Cook Crack If you look at 'em wrong you get it pushed back From rags to riches and never look back I'm watchin' pelicans fly me and Rick racin' Diddy on boats Throwin' money in the air and you niggaz is jokes New York, New York big city of dreams I'm a hustler baby I'm addicted to CREAM I'm talking money, cars, hoes, bitches Cap a damn suit let the feds take pictures Eighty eight pose just me and my niggaz Thank god for that white if you feelin' religious
[Torch] I grew up on the crime side the New York time side Nickel and dimes to survive Fresh out the can, million dollar plans Tryin' to triple up that weed money Know'm sayin' Precise with the white pirates a job my job to make it hard Only way up out the hood rap, crack, or playin' ball Ain't nobody touchin' the plate if I ain't eatin' Fuck it hand me two twenty on the dash let me see it, Torch
[Gun Play] Rest in peace Chad Butler, I'll see you when I get there But for now I'm doin' ninety in a cigarette with bitches Lookin' back on last year laughin' at the mirror I'm on TV, I look a little clearer You look a little worried, chill and come and smell the money in the bag I'm a crash, too many hundreds on the dash Killer come ride with me, know what I mean, holla at me Trilla, Gun Play, triple c I'm outta here
[Hook - R. Kelly with DJ Bigga Rankin ad-libs]
[Flo Rida] Flo Rida, I was born to digital dash I go ghetto miles per hour, no speed pass A Dale Earn knock out my momma pregnant as fast They said that he my daddy It's \"Good Times\" Junior NASCAR but in a caddy Speedin' this time the snitches won't tell I was MTV when the ball dropped playa Tila in my tequila before I struck out the twelve Big Apple with apple bottoms the haters can go to hell Number one on billboard, Mr. Rubber Band boy Like a boy-yoy-yoing, bounce back in my tom force Got the nitro in the Ford, Alicia Keys with the chords Fast cars, I want more
[Brisco] I'm livin' life in the fast lane with no L's or brakes Why should I care about tomorrow when I'm doin' it today No insurance on the Chevy but it's OK Tell them catch me if they can while I'm speedin' away Ridin' H.O.V., I'm sprayin' nitrous so they can't see me See me I'm P.O.E. Everytime I come around And I would if I could but I can't slow down
[Rick Ross] What they need just to give a nigga life Give him twenty years just to feed a nigga rice Put me in a hole just to let me see the light Cuz some niggaz out here free ain't even livin' right Five star G's, my car lease If we gotta eat puttin' H on the streets Heroin haven, heroin graven You would think I was a heroin baby It's a new year, new year, new money, money New Louie shoes and they cost a few hundred Left the tip case still bought them new Tommy's Got mo' scrilla for niggaz with new drama, Boss
[Lil' Wayne] Young Money, hookin' up with Ross Top way back left foot up out the Porsche Right foot flat, I'm good up in the Porsche Err, there go Shaq tryin' to pull up on the Porsche But I burn that cop on my way to Opa-Locka Brisco holla back, I'll be at here in fact Like I left somethin' soon as I left somethin' Told me go to Damon's and just go and Weezy F somethin' Ferrari F run Lamborghini test run They call me weather man I make it rain and my chest sunny Yes honey I don't give a damn about the rest honey Cash Money, Young Money never ever less money All we do is get money, all we do is bet money All we do is let money, go and get money Now that's money, Young Weezy [Beat stops] Baby, ha ha And this was the remix baby
Rick Ross - Speedin' (Remix) ft. R. Kelly, DJ Khaled, Plies, Birdman, Busta Rhymes, DJ Drama, Webbie, Gorilla Zoe, Fat Joe, Torch, Gun Play, DJ Bigga Rankin', Flo Rida, Brisco, & Lil' Wayne (0)