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"Role Call" 


[Lil' Jon talking:] 
Yeah! 
Right about now (whats up) 
It's time for the real nigga role call 
Now when you hear your city or state
Peace up, A-Town down
Yeah, ok, lil' Jon

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah

I'm in the club with my homies,
[Ice Cube - talking]
Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation

[Nate Dogg]
Na na na na na na na na (Westside)
Na na na na na na na na
[Ice Cube]
Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation

[Nate Dogg]
Na na na na na na na na (Westside)
Na na na na na na na na (oh oh)
Na
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins & Lil' Jon] 
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open 
Skeet so much they call her Billy ocean 
Row like eighteen wheeler
[Ice Cube]
Consider this an invitation, to my gangsta nation

[Nate Dogg]
Na na na na na na na na (Westside)
Na na na na na na na na (oh oh)
Na
[Lil Jon talking]
Yeah!
Right about now (whats up)
It's time for the real nigga role call
Now when you hear your city or state being called
You
in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of chain

[Lil Jon]
Yea
This shit right
ain't fucking with the ho if she don't know how to donut, for real

[Jazze Pha + Lil Jon]
Hey bitch (hey bitch), sign your name on the dotted line
Follow me
Keep my mesh vest as pacs vest}
If Pac was still here now,
He would never ride with Ja,
Na na na na na na na na

You ain't no killa, you
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
Blockin you out chia poppin them pills fuckin' them stank hoes
Keep it real you ain't really about your bank rolls 
satisfy a couple stacks now you
Blockin you out chia poppin them pills fuckin' them stank hoes
Keep it real you ain't really about your bank rolls 
satisfy a couple stacks now you
[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones, 
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down 
Hey Lil Jon, 
U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins & Lil' Jon] 
Shawty crunk on the floor wide open 
Skeet so much they call her Billy ocean 
Row like eighteen wheeler
niggas

[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I
niggas

[Lil Jon:]
I wish a mutha fucker would say something
Fuck around and get your goddamn ass whooped
Nigga I feel like startin some shit,
and I
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told her call me daddy
Trick nigga if you tell me
frontin' like a - like a

[Lil' Jon]
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Got damn it motherfucker, get cho' hands up
Well get cho' hands up, get
to the do'
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go

I'm out on bond but the forty still on me
Bouncin? 'round like Lil' Jon thinkin? 'bout my dead homies
[Nas (Timbaland)]
(What?) Ever been in love? (C'mon)
Yeah, are you ready? (uh) For something real?
(Say what?) Cause it can't be fake
This ain't
[Nas] + (Timbaland)
(What?) Ever been in love? (C'mon)
Yeah.. are you ready? (uhh) For somethin real?
(Say what?) Cause it can't be fake
This
Livelicate to all di rude boy dem from across di world 
And all shottas from yard
Real ballas party hard, zagga zagga zow na na na na
Here comes
in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of
Diamond diamonds in my piece of chain
Diamonds in my piece of chain

[Lil Jon]
Yea
This shit right
Blockin you out chia poppin them pills fuckin' them stank hoes
Keep it real you ain't really about your bank rolls 
satisfy a couple stacks now you