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letra de things got wild - u.n.l.v.

chorus

tell ya bout this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy
so let me tell you about this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy

verse 1
{yella boy}

i was creepin’ through newtons gave my boy some f-ckin’ dap
i looked to my right and lil’ hurt was about to strap
i rocked upon the mic i made the whole crowd clap
tec-9 was in the back with boo-koo b-tches on his lap
bigge de bouncin’ through the pot hoes was on my j
i’m givin’ eye to eye to this lil’ freak named renee
spittin’ much game and my game be cold
now why them hoes be sweatin’ me
because of the vibes of the kangol

chorus

tell ya bout this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy
so let me tell you about this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy

verse two
{tec-9}

everybody buck wild because it’s sunday night
music got it goin’ on and it’s kind of hype
lil’ ya is on the m-th-rf-ckin’ mic tonight
got the b-tches p-ssy poppin’ so we keepin’ it tight
my n-gga pee wee in the back rippin’ sh-t up
he asked me would i grab the mic i said wusup
ya know i slowly approach the mic wit my hand
everybody was clappin’ to what i was sayin’
till that n-gga from the other side shouted out
m-th-rf-ck that third put a boot in yo mouth!
got d-mn n-gga trippin’ must be on that sh-t
cuz before the b-tch knew i was gettin’ dat l!ck
as i knocked out the big mouth who f-cked up my show
i told him it was sent around so it’s time to go

chorus

tell ya bout this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy
so let me tell you about this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy

third verse
{lil’ ya}

sittin’ in the club lookin’ real sharp gee
n-ggas break out fightin’ uh oh its gettin’ rowdy
hoes in the front try’na break it up i’m chillin’ in the back
try’na get my f-ckin’ d-ck sucked
ya see they distracted about wards
they servin’ them hoes come up drivin’ and shoppin’ in fancy cars
but me i’m just chillin’ like a f-ckin’ villain
step against the chrome and there will be another k!llin’
somebody’s on the mic rockin’ the b-tches
lil’ slim my n-gga pimp they sh-t was tight
n-gga lit up a blunt the hoes was nothin’ nice
the big man started to make fight
chairs started flyin’ in the air
but when you at newtons n0body don’t care
then ms. tee poped up on the scene
with that i don’t give a ( i don’t give a)
you know what that mean b-tches weigh tires
with the f-ck me yella they was straight eddie bowin’
who the f-ck is tec-9 a n-gga with a lot of dog b-tches
on his m-th-rf-ckin’ mind then i head of juvie of valence street
down wit playa they call him lil’ gangsta dee
newton was wild that night gee that’s the same night
every f-ckin’ thing got wild

chorus

tell ya bout this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy
so let me tell you about this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy

verse four
{yella boy}

i slowly moved to the bar to get another slow gin
i turned back around hands was goin’ in the wind
a n-gga can’t walk straight he full of that f-ckin’ dank
walked up to another n-gga that was drunk and waist his drink
he said ya blow my f-ckin’ high so n-gga don’t apologize
i feel ya about to play me like a ho suddenly ya bout to die

chorus

tell ya bout this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy
so let me tell you about this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy

fifth verse
{tec-9}

now i can’t understand how a n-gga sweat a b-tch
gettin’ all pumped because yo ho in my sh-t
if ya tell her in her face ya f-cked her
then that uptown b-tch wouldn’t disrespect ya
you don went and got yo whole posse for me
ya tried to test my nine to see if i was a gee
m-th-rf-cker as i pop my trunk let me see dat -ss run
but the bullets from my gage put ya on front page
all the sh-t that went down didn’t even make since
when they put you in the bag i was diggin’ up in yo b-tch
as i left the scene everybody started to watch me
i got to get the f-ck before them people try to rob me

chorus

tell ya bout this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy
so let me tell you about this time things they got wild
they got wild they got wild they got rowdy

everything is wild yo that’s not my style
i like to keep my game smooth like the water in the nile
why sh-ts always startin’ while a n-gga is try’na chill
every f-ckin’ night ya hear somebody’s gettin’ k!lled

- u n l v

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