Proof, Horny Mac - Wots Up lyrics

Turn table terrorist dJ Salam Wreck
Yo, what's up? I wanna know what's up? (D12)
Hey y'all, it's Em production right here
Eminem, Slim Shady, he make beats too
This his production
He told me he don't like this track though
You know what I'm sayin'
But, I mean I like it though
Fuck it, mixtape

Ayo it's all in this life without
Christ to keep sane nigga
Staying hot, boy off the block
Drinking the same liquor
Horn' Mac, keep that gat
Call him the brain splitter
Fuck a rock, tryna get it now
Push the cane sniffer
It's usually with Dudey or dog
It's all the same difference
Flashy car snatcher, see if your chain fit us
Leaving this and leaving with
Whoever came with us
From out the blue we caught the
Flu since the fame bit us
We gang spitters, no jitters
We keep a steady hand
While you deep in these
Streets we already ran listen man
Don't let your feelings wrestle my heart
There's like a bleeding drowning man
Get rescued by a shark
Look, life don't like you
I suggest that you part
Got some wolves in the club
They eat your flesh in the dark
Heartless like organ donors
Through the night 'til the mourning own us
This who want it, we hold the corners

What's up? (Shady Records in this
Motherfucker asking y'all) what's up?
(What the fuck y'all wanna do nigga
You hear me) what's up?
(D12 back in this bitch asking you)
What's up?
(Heard me, nigga for life, Detroit say)
What's up? (All my real motherfuckers say)
What's up? (50 Cent, G Unit say)
What's up? (Obie Trice, motherfucker say)
What's up? (Shady Records, nigga come on)

D12 nigga, we back in the house
Big Proof, Swifty McVay
Kon Artis, Kuniva, Bizzy
And Slim motherfucking Shady dJ Salam Wreck
Obie Trice lloyd Bank
Young Buck yayo
50 Cent ecirT eibO

Hold on P, what's up baby?
It's your man's Mac Mizzle
You know AKA Lt scrappy
You know, you know how we get down baby
But yo, what's up with, what's up with the D
You know how we do it in the D, baby
Runyon Ave, you know 7 Mile
Schoolcraft, you know how we do it
All the way back to PA
You know we smacking niggas all
Day in the club
These niggas don't want no trouble
This is how we get down in the D
Niggas don't understand how we get down
So let me tell you about my
Niggas from Griswold and State
You know, Dolo, you know, my niggas
My nigga Dirty Mike back when used to hold
You know how we get down
You know me dawg, how we was running the
D back in the day back then, getting money
We still getting money though, you know
So we gon' continue to keep smacking
These niggas in the club
Knocking they ass out in the pub, you know
But yo run me back one more time, Mike
And let me do this again, right
You know, I'm just warming up