Lyrics

[Intro] So let's just get this party started now Uh, yeah When we drinking out When we smoking off When we drinking out When we smoking off When we drinking out Yeah So let's just get this party started now [Verse 1] Deep, deep, deep as the Pacific I steer through, rag on my rear view Sound system be snarkin' Hit it or bring me bone off that stick And ge-ge-get your coffin Got these hoes on my dick, nigga (Uh) Watch me make this .4 flip, nigga Killer Cali, the love ain't gone Just shit ain't been the same since Dub been gone (Uh-huh) Crunkin', square dumpin', chrome under the trunkin' Hit it, and get the function jumpin' These on 13s, my shit bumpin' Smellin' like a fifth of somethin' (Ha-ha) West up, roll the thing up (Uh), hold a drink up (Come on) Smoke it up, put some in a cup, niyyap Lay your chair back, recline the leather Today gets the get-together (Yeah) [Chorus] Relax yourself, let your body be free (Uh-huh) Don't worry 'bout a thing, bail with Dub C (Doin' my thang) We got freaks, the meat, meat to eat (Uh-huh, uh-huh) A whole lot of drink, and a bomb-ass tweed It's the get-together (What?) The get-together (Ah-hah) The get-together (Niyyap) Let's get together (Hey!) The get-together (Uh-huh) The get-together (Huh) So let's just get this party started now [Verse 2] Yeah, the rain, yeah, the drizznip Niggas better learn; the Zig Zags still gon' burn We impacts in the park, in the back of the park Drinkin' light in dark, givin' the middle fingers to NARCs I know they can't stand us, mad out of riches The switches, the niggas, some bad bitches (Damn, bitches) Lookin' like rap stars, and dickies tryna slang low lows to the Japanese for fifty (Ha-ha) But we ain't got no rap record, we got jail records And drug ones from two-eleven And the hot ones cock guns, plot for fun, shootin' dice in the circle full of ni'az for huns And luxury, as we all trust, but the parking lot lookin' like Toys "R" Us Came a long way from cutting zones up Numbers, Louis XIII in Styrofoam cups, ni'a [Chorus] Relax yourself, let your body be free (Uh-huh) Don't worry 'bout a thing, bail with Dub C (Doin' my thang) We got freaks (Woo), the meat, meat to eat (Uh-huh, uh-huh) A whole lot of drink, and a bomb-ass tweed It's the get-together (What?) The get-together (Ah-hah) The get-together (Ni'a) Let's get together (Hey!) The get-together (Uh-huh) The get-together (Huh) So let's just get this party started now