Lyrics:
yourself
[JON YOUNG]
Ey you might get a lil help along the way
But it's on you, if you don't come through
You can only blame who? That yourself
Ain't nobody
gonna thaw out the duke and he's gonna be pretty pissed off. You know why? Have you ever taken a cold shower? Well
multiple that by 15-million times,
Uh, tales of the terrorist
Young, black, felonious, red-blooded American
Gave this bitch a taste of that lil' boy, she cherished it
Fucked her
Ay, yo' check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (Ludacris, nigga)
$hort Dog (ay, tell them
wat would I be if I let a punk motherfucker run up on me
I play chess checkmate him in the street, 32 fever off blast that's three
Swish swish, fresh
blocks dude
Cam phone pipes (hey)
I know you here em
Please who in your room would trade places with me
If I ain't what ya trying to be than why you
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
Loaded clips, Lock 'em in
Got a black four five call it Pac's revenge
I'm a mutha fuckin animal lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho
guys
Talking about how young black guys are targeted
Targeted by who? America
You see one in every hundred Americans are locked up
One in every nine
dollar stealth bomber fails to fly successfully
And you say I should be proud of this song
Think about it AMERICA!
Verse One: Sir Mix-a-Lot
I'm
[Lil' Jon]
There's something I wan't to tell you
cause I know that a brother got needs tonight
I ain't trippin on yo pimpin cause that shits tight
a second with me
Suits of black, rushing into the sea
Speak in silence and smile out loud
They don't have to be proud
Drawn by Tyche's spell
Dancing around
Nigga, them dog ass hoes be creepin'"
I got a few Ms put up for safe keeping
Long hair, don't care like I was raised in a teepee
Nigga, gun hurt, Nina
the most historic telephone call ever made
I just can't tell you how proud we all are of what you have done
For every American this has to be the proudest
un-wonderful with the hat
Who watchin' you by the cap
Make America great again
I just don't to wait at these great American gates again
Patiently staying in
of you
He proud of you
He proud of you
Momma proud and she by my side
Everybody hated
Prayed to Lord she never died, no cap
I be lonely hope I never cry
Gonna be a shot nigga, yeah I said it what nigga buck nigga
Like Lil Jon I don't give a fuck
I give a God damn if I never sell another milla
I take my
bread, I brought big cars
Everybody know the hustle, it's like I'm a movie star
But in the middle of the night, out the mouth they foam
Jumpers be
frontin' like a - like a
[Lil' Jon]
Well get cho' hands up, get cho' hands up
Stop actin like a bitch and get cho' hands up
Well get cho' hands up, get cho'
on
Biggest egos, biggest hair, biggest liars anywhere
Let's sing another stupid Texas song
By God we're so darn proud to be from Texas - yahoo!
Even
please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
God
[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
got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (G'yeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael
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