Get It On The Floor (Twisted Remix) - remix

Get It On The Floor （Twisted Remix） ―― Dmx


Lets get it on!!

We dont give a what what!!
We dont give a what what !! （shiet）


Get it on the floor
Get it get it on the floor （WHAT?!）
Get it on the floor
Get it get it on the floor （WHAT?!）
You dont wanna party then your ass gotta go （WHAT?!）
You dont wanna party then your ass gotta go （CMON!）
Now you can ride to this motherfucker （uh）
Bounce to this motherfucker （uh）
Freak to this motherfucker （lets get it on）
Get it on the floor （WHAT?!）
Get it get it on the floor （ WHAT?!）
Get it on the floor （WHAT?!）
Get it get it on the floor （thats right）


Once again its the darker nigga
Hit or spark a nigga, break apart a nigga
But the dog is bigger, under stress
So unless youre wanting to bless to the chest
These slugs from his liver rest REST!
Or the pumpll put a hurt on a nigga
DUMB SEX, motherfucker feeding dirt on a nigga
My hands stay dirty, cause I play dirty the mob way
You dont know? fuck it find out the hard
A niggas job is never done
I handle my business how it come
And theres never been a one on one
Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them
Im like salt, lock it up
Hate to fall but never wreck his car
And its my fault, keep niggaz on point ducking down
Niggaz like you need to get bust you fucking clown
I extort to support my peeps
And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps NIGGA!




Im at the crossroads, look but Im not really sure which way to go
Should I play that low for what I did the other day
They on their way to float, got me striking this random
I cant stand em, fake ass niggaz want to be the Phantom
Looking over my shoulder, cause its colder than it was
And start shorty, because Im a little older than cuz
And the buzz from the saw, wit the chain to your brain
Will turn that BIG NIGGA to a fucking stain
That pain from the dirt makes the hurt go away for a minute
But Im gon die by it cause Im like knee deep in it
And you motherfuckers wonder why I start shit
Cause when you look in my face you see that hard shit
Cause I done been to hell and back I aint wit selling crack
Id rather rob a nigga leave him wit a shell up in his back
On the real just to show proof, hit the G.W.B.
And blow the whole roof off the toll booth bitch ass nigga!




When I crawl, leave a nigga sprawled out after I spoke em
Ill slit his throat, dick in the mud and let his blood choke em
Up north niggaz get the pick stuck up in em
And in the streets bitches get the dick stuck up in em
My M.O. is man-slaughter kid
Cause on the reals I done wet up more motherfuckers than water did
Slid, cause I got to slide when the dirt is done
A homicide but they want me on the Murder 1
But as long as I got my gun, Im aight
Stay outta sight while its light, and then come out at night
To make moves again, stomp and bruise again
I know Im going to hell cause I choose to sin
All my motherfucking life I been the Devils advocate
Now niggaz never even knew the devil had a kid
But he does and when you hear the buzz of the chainsaw
Youll know what Ill split your motherfucking brains for




Dont start nothing, it wont be nothing
Dont start nothing, it wont be nothing
You wanna start something, its gon be somethin
You wanna start something, its gon be somethin
Dont start nothing, it wont be nothing
Dont start nothing, it wont be nothing
You wanna start something, its gon be somethin
You wanna start something, its gon be somethin
Yo yo CMON!