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Your boy Lil Jon checkin' in (Uh, huh)
We gon' talk about these motherfuckin' haters
(Fuck 'em)
All these hatin' ass niggas and bitches
(Fuck 'em) and it

fool
I was just lying with you
I was just waiting for you to fuck up lil bitch
Now that you caught up, you stuck in that shit
I cannot fuck with you
I

Pop 'Em Up

U.N.L.V.

Greatest Hits

in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "G"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the fake kind
This is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo

In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm

that shit from Jimmy John's 
Mane that lil' bitch could be my Remy Ma
Cause this that Remy tone

[Verse 1: YB Curtis]
Mmm, yeah
I'm the illest nigga,

just to spill all the tea
I'm not gonna let you do, do that to me

Gonna fuck up your life, like
John Tucker Must Die, like
Gone Girl, taking you by

back out the sunroof
This bitch here too lit
Sent five hoes pages to my dawg, I told him, you pick
Can't even fit all that ass up in them jeans this lil

pank
I feel like I'm John John nigga cause I'm finna blank blank 
I'm getting that money lil nigga something you can't can't
I got me off some rounds I

Nigga get to reaching you dont Wanna go
Nigga get gone like Im John Doe
Stop all that playing
Stop all that talking lil bitch
Walk a nigga down with them

You niggas done fucked up
By the time the Law
Get the call
I'll be gone
You niggas done fucked up
First name John
Last name Doe
Don't try me hoe

"We

why I'm gettin' high my nigga
These haters want me in the ground
That's why I'm gettin' fly my nigga
You fuckin' other niggas now
Fuck it go ahead, hate

'Sace, 'sace
'Knock one, 'knock one
Mustard on the beat, ho

Shirt, shirt by Versace
Bitch you better fuck sumn
Ho, Hoes wanna knock one
Bitch you

engine 
You know them lil 300s them bitches too slow 
And we know know when I hit the block I look like chino
That ass fat come here lil bitch come be my

the hell did I do?
Hey just shut the fuck up black bitch
Wait a minute, you ain't gotta be pullin' me by my motherfuckin hair!
Let go of my motherfuckin

Cocky like Luffy
I Got a lil ego my
Words make you sink
Going straight to the sea
Floor I'm the kid in this
Bitch what the fucks a
Plan b hoe John

mama probably have a fit
I stab that bitch from the back, she could take dick
I'm bustin' out the car, lil' Nino fell like John Wick
I remember we fuck

me no mind
Told the bitch play with Sega, don't play with my mind
Take DaBaby away I'm still John, that lil' nigga gon' stay on his grind
I got all

When I seen my opposite he tried to get of and go get a gun
No respect to you lil pussy I'm gone send you pass the sun
Twenty three shots in

Stand Up

Lil Jon

Urban Legend [Clean]

2004

knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories about John Wayne and Billy the Kid
Shit, all them motherfuckers dead
And did you know that every

chicken wing, hot dog and bologna (Great John on the beat by the way)
I'm doing shit you imagine, ayy (chicken and macaroni, chillin' with my homies)
I

High Beamin'

B.G.

Tha Block Is Hot

1999

was straight but we living larger 
Already was balling but now we balling harder 
Bet you bitches can't stay clean 
Cause my wrist stay flossed off

do me so I don’t give a fuck 
2x 
I said I don’t give a fuck 
Fuck fuck 4x 

Verse 1 

Just what you want from a nigga 
I’m just falling back 
Smoking

do me so I don’t give a fuck 
2x 
I said I don’t give a fuck 
Fuck fuck 4x 

Verse 1 

Just what you want from a nigga 
I’m just falling back 
Smoking

Hound Dogs

Insane Clown Posse

Featuring Freshness

2011

what?! 
Swinging from my balls so hard it's like I got a third nut 
And look I don't care who you know bitch  
Looking fine get the fuck to the back