Lyrics:
the fuck is BME
Y'all niggaz ain't BMF
I can hadle y'all bitches by my damn self
Fuck lil scrappy, fuck lil jon, fuck don p and his son
Fuck big sam, fuck
Im on a mission
To change up my life
By any means
That are necessary
Im gonna blow up
And fuck up the game
And if i die, say that
Chievie was legendary
other clients girl
Now listen up close, I won't say it again
Skip a dog your cat is a man's best friend
Lil' Jon and Luda on the first test flight?
From
being x'ed ain't no seeing tech
Before that shit she was a good worker
Really unique shaft and hood jerker
Simply by sucking a nigga would burst her
being x'ed ain't no seeing tech
Before that shit she was a good worker
Really unique shaft and hood jerker
Simply by sucking a nigga would burst her
[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
on the grind, my hustle real heavy
And even for that cake I'll fuck Lil' Debbie
Soldier boy, murder land's like Baltimore
Roll on stage, more deeper than
stand on his own two feet
Got a strong business mind, straight out the streets
He gotta have security, power and wealth
Cause I can do bad by my God
Uh
Uh
Stepped in the building
Game I am killing
Fuck all ya feelings
Aye
I was just chilling
Now I'm a villain
Cause I been killing em
Aye
How I been
tough and they bark in ya face
Tweeting on twitter to spark a debate
See ya in person won't spark up the flame
Mane fuck yo security ain't nobody safe
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
back at the club, smoked up
Gettin' scoped by a hoe with a nigga, I know she tryin' to fuck
But her hommie wanna play G.I. Joe
Hommie you better check
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
Hello? What's happening world?
Yo, this Big Gipp!
I've been called down by Lil Jon
& The Eastside Boyz to
Tell you what's really happening on
These
bottoms
I been keeping my circle tight, can't fuck with everybody
Screaming, "Free my lil' hittas," I hate that them feds got 'em
In the trenches with
I walk up in this bitch, I don't go through security
Bro got sitchi (let's go)
Damn lil' brodie, they caught him on camera
He shot and he missed
a bitch with a mean lil' fadeaway (fadeaway)
Ayy, bitch, you not my type, tell her "stay away" (stay away)
The party is poppin' (poppin')
She whip it,
for the neck
Give me your social security number
So I run it up and I'll leave you in debt
Hittin' on my beard with a razor, yeah
I'm cuttin' off
mami
Mic check one two
Drunk in the club
Off the chain
But who gives as fuck?
That's why I came
So pour it up
And get down
Ya'll have no choice
But
mami
Mic check one two
Drunk in the club
Off the chain
But who gives as fuck?
That's why I came
So pour it up
And get down
Ya'll have no choice
But
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
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 might
Yeah, what's up?
Lil' Jon and my muthafuckin' nigga
Mac muthafuckin' Dre let's go
It's been a minute since they heard you, Dre
Check this out finna
came with Lil Jon and E40
Bomb that E40 for my homies drinking 40s
Get drank Get Crunk with Lil Jon
Party like Vegas
Turn it up bottle up
No matter
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