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Lil Jon
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Knockin' Heads Off
作詞:Sammie D Norris, James Phillips, Jason T Phillips, Donnell Prince, Jonathan H Smith, David Styles
Yeah Yeah Okay Okay motherfucker Y'all know who it is Who is it?
Lil' Jon, them motherfuckin' East Side Boyz Yeah, yeah I got my nigga Jadakiss with me too (D-Block, live son) We gon' do this for all the real motherfuckin' niggas Holla at them niggas J C'mon
Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name blown And bitches always wanna hit me like I just came home But I still put the tools in ya mouth And niggas know that I'm a monster on the East But I'm huge in the South
'Cause this is evil in the trenches and everybody starvin' So to get the money right we put the deisel on the benches 'Down Bottom', feel like the ol' days Fuckin' with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to O'Jays
When we loadin' the clip every slug gotta catch When you goin' to war every thug got his match S S baby, blue Impala with the mack in it Big gold cup with rhinestones with my pack in it
It's like the jungle but the broads is fine And if they ain't puffin' crippie, then this Georgia [Incomprehensible] Listen, I'm the wrong nigga to style with And my motherfuckin' problem to reconcile with, nigga what?
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You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay) You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay)
You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay) What, what, what, what, what?
Pussy niggas lay it down Me and my niggas finna clown Pussy niggas lay it down Me and my niggas finna clown
We throw our fuckin' click up We give a fuck if you don't like us We throw our fuckin' click up We give a fuck if you don't like us
Don't like them niggas Can't stand that bitch Don't like them niggas Can't stand that bitch
We'll shut your club down If y'all niggas wanna clown We'll shut your club down Bitch say something now
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You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay) You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay)
You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay) What, what, what, what, what?
What? What? Y'all know when the beat breakdown and shit What's up? What's up? It's time to get motherfuckin' buck wild in this bitch Bitch, bitch
Now this what I want y'all niggas to do What's up? All the real niggas and ladies out there Okay Y'all need to repeat after me, right now
I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch I ain't scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin' click I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch I ain't scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin' click
Man fuck that shit, nigga fuck that shit Man fuck that shit, nigga fuck that shit Man fuck that shit, nigga fuck that shit Man fuck that shit, nigga fuck that shit
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You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay) You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay)
You wanna go nigga Let's go nigga (Okay) What, what, what, what, what?
Yeah (BME ho) We up out this bitch (Ruff Ryders ho, what's up?) But before we leave I gotta let my nigga tell you his name
I'm Holiday Styles, where the fuck you thuggin' at I knock off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat P'll go to war and ain't never have to bring a nigga My gun is armed and my bullets like a finger nigga
Call up Lil' Jon and them East Side Boyz All I need is a lil' bomb and them East Side toys You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth Sittin' on the roof with the fuckin' 30-30's out
I told you I'm a menace y'all I got enough guns to fill up the Lennox Mall In the front parking lot Coke still movin' good, guns still spark a lot
Hustlin' with family, partyin' with murderers D-Block and everything, shit you probably heard of us Yeah, I'm a Ryder nigga, you ain't got a gun Or a motherfuckin' knife, you ain't even gon' try us, nigga
I'll leave you with a hole daddy And for the fact that I'm in the Dirty South I'll be bouncin' in the old Caddy What? Motherfucker
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