Piss Test (Remix)

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A-Trak & Flatbush Zombies & Juicy J & El-P & Jim Jones - Rap, Remix

Piss Test (Remix)

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[Intro: Juicy J] Let's go [Hook: Juicy J] Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet [Verse 1: Jim Jones] My main partner on life parole He don't give a fuck, every night we roll Big blunts, big guns, so that first motherfucker that like to go No curfew, fuck 9 o' clock You can't see the time on this shiny watch Matters fact, it's time to rock and it looks like my time is stuck 'Cause it's so frozen, I'm so cold, slow it down, I'm so throwed Oh oh, those P.O.s be poppin' up any time of day Violate, that's 90 days, violate, this nine'll spray Either one is not a good look, matters fact, get a good look I'm getting money, fuck a piss test Left the club and I piss Moët You should keep your bitch in check 'Fore I drop my top while she givin' neck I'm in Detroit with that iron, pack the heat more like a Lion You would say that I'm lying Pack them guns everywhere we flying [Hook: Juicy J] Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet [Verse 2: Meechy Darko] Weed, shrooms, LSD, even got that Keenan Ivory E pills for the feel, sleeping pills for nighty nighty Her vagina tight-y I lick all over, flip off all over, then I climb inside-y Shit I'm smoking be so potent I'm floating out my body Watch her, kiss her Liquor, then lick her, this liquor, I'm slizzard, my nigga My life is like basketball, run, shoot, and stealing This bitch I'm with so wet she should come equipped with gills Trippy is as trippy does Acid drops up in my cup Biggest blunt of that super skunk It's the gold fang wearing (Zombie) Sour Diesel blowing (Zombie) Leopard flag hanging out my pocket while I'm floating [Verse 3: Zombie Juice] Zombies juicy, ay Trizzy, we trippy, fuck a piss test What you know about that, hash oil, potent oil? Mixed it up, got my brain all stuck I'm trippy though if you ain't know When I'm on? LSD on the tongue Speaking tongues got her freaking off So what you know about this? Candy flipping be the shit 500 degrees in here, stay burning up weed, fuck them seeds That's no release, we high timing You little leagues smoking bush weed No comparing, nothing the same Nothing compared to the blood in my veins All the shit I get tamed, smoking that dank Mary be mine, look at the time Enter the league of divine, eyes on the prize after the sky Fuck my P.O. and your P.O., smoke it like it's legal Zombie, give me brain, suck me, join that trippy train [Hook: Juicy J] Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Fuck a P.O., fuck a piss test Been gettin' trippy since I was born and I ain't dead yet [Verse 4: El-P & Juicy J] One thing about El Product These fucks gotta put into their brain is Pain by the pound been the model for millennia, fucko Never been sane or benevolent, no Get the hole in your faceplate stucco'd Rode in to the frame on an elephant, scoundrel Talking that "Road House" throat rip, spin in to a pirouette Dope sick gunner with a numb heart pounding Spit a mint leaf dosage Dosed in the most utmost potent, oh shit Walk to the most hounding sounding Little fish in an ocean of piss Get twisted and tangled and mangled on principal Your whole squadron'll kitty cat scream When I alf 'em, down 'em, eat 'em up, ralph 'em How come outcomes Even in the best bets, placed are debased when a veteran BK Bent to the bone chip, start to get a notion to smoke shit Focus, motherfuck a P.O., C.O, CEO And any other minion of the long armed evil With a habit of a tight grip chokin' Hoping the masses are broken Shit's about to get real trippy, let's go kids (Let's go)

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Credits

Writers
  • Flosstradamus
  • Jim Jones
  • El-P
  • Juicy J
  • A-Trak
  • Zombie Juice
  • Meechy Darko