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letra de get live - team guillotine

get live lyrics
[intro]
hey, hey, how you guys feeling huh
i’m gonna do some jazz, little bit of jazz
hope you guys enjoy it

[verse 1: claas]
yeah, watch me hit the roof when i get live (yeah!)
get crunk, get buck, drunk high times (yeah)
see me coming off a bender full of megawatts
electricity in my body, f-ck it i’ll never stop
part like a rockstar (rockstar) give ’em that lsp sh-t
we spit venom to k!ll ’em we are the kings b-tch
underground real to see when they got them ls up
it’s like i told y’all before, time to see hеll bruh (let’s go)
let it sink in, p-ss on all the wеak trends
our reach is far enough to grab you without blinking
i ain’t even thinking, preach ’bout what i’m speaking
clean slit, then you catch me drinking while you bleed red
on my king sh-t, f-cking with the best now
always been gorilla like liquid i keep my chest out
ha, ain’t even trying to trip sh-t
team guillotine and clizzle give ’em that sickness (yeah!)
[chorus: claas]
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)

[verse 2: jp tha hustler]
stage k!ller with the microphone dominance
prominence takeover, it’s my conglomerate
team snuff eat you up it’s the faction
team guillotine leave yo body fractioned
we shoot it up, ls up like some sh-lls up
we the fire squad, leave you all belly-up
call the coroner, lay you on the metal slab
this is gorehop, wave around my rebel flag
that’s a circle, saw, and axe get yo head lopped
if you falling out of line get your head socked
get high, get buzzed, get drunk
if you down with the snuff throw your ls up
or catch an l if you running with the opposition
there’s no winning cause there really is no competition
we getting live, getting crunk, gon’ wild out
if you down for your sh-t then you scream out
[chorus: claas]
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)

[verse 3: insane poetry]
get live, get buzzed, get drunk, yeah
you know me, smoke weed big blunts, uh
i stay with the greens
every day it’s team guillotine
we blow the stage into smithereens
we keep it lit in this b-tch homeboy we going up
you better check on your b-tch, homegirl is throwing up
lsp bro she parties with the gladiators
so chill homes cause you right inside the k!ll zone
we all gas, no brakes, centerfield homes
the cult leader celebrates like i’m jim jones
i’m underground to the fullest, i am ten toes
off jameson, lots of sin when that hen flows
amped up like i just went skiing
hit the slopes with me seeing is believing
i’m going all the way up with my team following
tonights the night, get live with king holiman
[chorus: claas]
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)

[verse 4: j. irja]
walk in the club ready to stunt, i’ma show you how low i can go
no need to flaunt, know that i’m hot
[find the hoes of a million rose?]
don’t give a f-ck if you like me or not
i’m the baddest thing up in the spot
shredding you haters like i took a squat
bring me the diamond and scotch
oh my what have i done?
excuse my french, i’m so blunt
so painful, what’s in my cup?
if i offend blame it on shots
pouring it up, me and jp flying some kites, feel so free
high off life and ultra clean, my p-ss is clean (i think)
speaking of that, where’s the latrine?
i drank too much i need to pee
this line’s so long i’ma scream (ahh!)
i’ma go in the sink
ahh, back to the fun, caribou lou for everyone
and a shot for the guys up front
they’ll be hungover for almost a month
party is lit it’s just begun
move to the beat of the drum
throw yo guts, flood yo lungs, go ’til you see the sun
turn up like you were young
know you only live once
get high, get buzzed, get drunk
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)

[chorus: claas]
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)
get high, get buzzed, get drunk (get drunk!)
get live, get up, get crunk (get crunk!)

[outro]
this is for anyone that gossips, slanders, lies, talks about you or just simply can’t keep your name out of their mouth

- team guillotine

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