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jt machinima – gta vs saints row lyrics

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[intro]
what’s good?
this track’s about to get skullkrunched!
and mothaf-ckin’ headkicked!
let’s do this!

[jt machinima]
hide your keys cuz i’m grand theftin’
i’m a natural at it so i skipped the lessons
protect your car, cuz your car’s a weapon
driving on the sidewalk, smashing heads in
i already know your next question
“dude, where’s my car? that’s where i left it!”
sorry, man. i just had to test it
on the best sandbox game ever invented!

[teamheadkick]
best sandbox game? are you crazy?
purple and gold, all day baby
hoes and bros, welcome to the row
you’re in the land of the high paid criminals
headkick and skull ’bout to break it all down
find out who really is the king of that town
time to g-ngb-ng so grab the guns
cuz in the end, there can only be one

[chorus]
we drive dope cars, we b-mp sick beats
take a look, son: we run these streets
sick chrome rims and black leather
the only question is, which one of us is better?

[jt machinima]
you may be a saint, even if your famous
i’d like to ask you to kiss my -n-s
excuse me for the brief hiatus –
you spend more time in space than ur-n-s!
meanwhile, i’m thanking god
for my pimped out ride and my gangster squad
stack some paper in my bank
then jump in my plane and takin’ off

[teamheadkick]
hide your kids, cuz i’m poppin’ off shots
g-ngb-ngin’ drug slangin’, always taking out the cops
it’s 187 on the mothaf-ckin’ po-po
what’s the matter? didn’t know i was loco?
i drive like a maniac, like i’m drunk
like i’m high, like i’m smoking crack
doin’ drive-by’s while i’m sextin’
take a picture of my junk then crop and text it

[chorus]
we drive dope cars, we b-mp sick beats
take a look, son: we run these streets
sick chrome rims and black leather
the only question is, which one of us is better?

[jt machinima]
if i don’t win this argument
i’m gonna jump in your spaceship and fart in it!
you think you can best me? not okay
i’m not the kinda guy you wanna see in road rage!
living the dream with my hard earned dollar
winning every road race like i’m paul walker
fast and furious in every event
except for when i take a lady to bed

[teamheadkick]
my gangster shit is so d-mn tight
that dr. dre called for advice
i got superpowers, you’ve got the basics
your sharknado and i’m the matrix
your servers crashed, you lost your progress
got shut down like your -ss was congress
gta? isn’t that intense
the only aliens you see are immigrants

[jt machinima]
we got the platinum strip clubs
anytime i want, make it rain and get some

[teamheadkick]
we got that too, i took a hostage
played with a hooker, but she had a sausage

[jt machinima]
drug deals, bank heists, vehicle repo
taking off jumps like eval knievel

[teamheadkick]
insurance fraud, smash ya to pieces
what the hell you know about telekinesis?

[jt machinima]
my online mode is so good, it hurts
and yes, i know it took three weeks to work

[teamheadkick]
yeah dude, i tried to play too
got disconnected, was like “f-ck you!”

[jt machinima]
anything you say? i don’t trust ya
you’re just a thug. me? i’m a hustla!

[teamheadkick]
we’re both dope, we could be neighbors
chuggin’ four locos, og gangstas

[chorus]
we drive dope cars, we b-mp sick beats
take a look, son: we run these streets
sick chrome rims and black leather
the only question is…

- jt machinima lyrics

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