Lyrics:
and you'll end up in your lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggaz dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm
this.
New York to L.A., and you niggaz best to fear this.
[Lil' Dap]
Aiyyo, spark up the mic; little shorty on some wild shit.
I'll pull your file;
Nelson, (Willie Nelson)
True dat lil be ,
But lets play ping-pong,
Here take a swig of some of this make your stomach bleed,
About to re-check
[Lil' Jon]
Yea, yea, e-YEAHHHH! O-kayyyyyy - what, what?
wha', what, what?
Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin Eastside Boyz! (Yeahhhh)
Short Dawg!
more
Thats how the night started
And probably by the nights end
Niggaz was drinking retarded
Fuckin wit hennessy mixin that seagrams gin
Roach motel
show'em
Next time maybe niggaz a move a lil different
Not paying up on what you owe me
That shit kinda risky
I'm slanging iron ion play bout the chicken
If
Bone Crusher Lil Jon nigga
ATL in these bitch main yeahhhhh
Bone Crusher Lil Jon nigga
ATL in these bitch main yeahhhhh
Get get get get, get up
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
at least 5 extra niggaz and them AK-47s
Aight, I got the big boys for this one
My nigga
So they got the plan to rob south block stash house
Get the drugs,
' homies (my fuckin' lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the ride (wassup, nigga? Let's do this shit)
Niggas gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight (my lil
to bounced to that
The King of the South
And Uncle Luke will tell you the same shit
So get ready niggaz
Pitbull, DB, Lil Jon
Ya'll ain't ready for this
the front door
We better go through the back
See, that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
this ain't the same car
Danger anger Herne Home ranger
I was sellin' dope before Jesus was in a manger
Dro
Niggaz swear they know about Dro
But
it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin sellin cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle, writin raps
All about my snaps, tryin to put
and done ate his ass,
Playa back, we rhyme we I live, I'm a zone 3 hustla niggaz know what it is,
[Chorus]
May we all bow our heads, and pray for this
the cement
Other nigga going to the precinct
They gave em 80 years
He waiting on appeal
I just want the hood to heal
Hand me a eraser
For this smear
Niggaz
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
Here to tell you this
Cut different I keep it lowkey
Boss shit I'm a mf G
Number 1 I can never be 3
These niggaz not fw me
Cut different I keep it lowkey
Boss shit I'm
niggaz real
Cause we feel like this here
B.G.:
I feel like niggaz can't fuck with me
I feel like someone wanna be B.G.
I feel Lil' Wayne will burn yo
but I was makin' it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin' sellin' cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle, writin' raps
All about my
that was back then, now look where we at
Straight to VIP, my niggaz, man we deep
You gonna go by 2 or 3
Before you get to me
The bitch, and she a G
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight, but I was makin it
Niggaz like Lil' Tim was out there ballin sellin cakes n shit
I was right there, on the Mob Circle,
not Milli's the Forty Cal's a ring on 'em
I know your kind gettin by leave the city quick
Niggaz bleed just like us I'm on that Biggie shit
First
my gun with me (always) for peace I keep it right by my side (05 bitch)
Big Nate long beach we'll keep Lil' Jon tight beat so come on let's ride
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