Lyrics:
care about shit accept getting rich
Yeah, once again my freind
I'mma be the first latin
Rapper from the South
Shut shit the fuck down
And I got Lil Jon
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
Call it Pac's revenge
I'm a motherfuckin' animal
Lil Jon be canibal
Every nigga in Atlanta Know
I'm psycho insane about my cash, they should re-open
[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
Hey Lil? Jon, know we tell these boys
When they campin' out with the blunt, right?
We tell ?em puff, puff, pass with your pussy ass
I said puff,
the
mornin, i wanna go to bed(Lil Jon laughs in background)
Lil Jon:alright, lets go to this commercial...
This commercial brake was brought to you by Du
Chorus
Demons been taking my soul, so why try
Harder to see through the smoke
Through the side eye
Bullets don’t carry no names, they fly by
I
mybe cuz you lazy
& I'm too lit for you baby I go by FNN TBABY
I mix that drank wit that 4 & the gang be 4Mo
Nigga play ima blow
Lay him down innat
Boy stop
It's about to be a girl fight
Some new shit yeah
Brook Valentine
Uh huh uh huh
Big Boi
A Lil Jon!
Sending this one out to all
Boy stop
It's about to be a girl fight
Some new shit yeah
Brook Valentine
Uh huh uh huh
Big Boi
A Lil Jon!
Sending this one out to all
Yeah!
Yeah nigga! (It's ya boy Lil Jon right)
You know?
Got my nigga Project Pat right here wit' me!
(What's up boy?)
Memphis Tenn' to da
To the windows to the wall I call Lil Jon and he get low
Call me Vincent I get in that van and gogh
Pop out on opp by suprise. you would think he
Yeah!
They ain't ready for this one nephew (nah!)
Lil Jon (hey!) Snoop Dogg (uh-huh!)
Turn this shit up nigga! (let's go!)
[Chorus]
1800, I'm
Ok
From the cold always got the cold shoulder
I ain't tripping they gone hate until I blow up
Let them say what they say until I show up
Got to get
star a PG legend
MoCo phenomenon holmes I'm all of it
Yeah they all love it though critique Jon Lovitz
And whack hoes hating on key out in public
See
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's f*** ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
lil bitch I'm taking (Yuh)
By the music they tryna diffuse it
And abuse it lil nigga get to it
Got the juice lil nigga be juicing
Capri Sun nigga be
Travis Barker, yeah! Le-Le-Let's go! Lil' Jon, Yelawolf!
Le-Le-Let's go! Twista and my homeboy Busta Rhymes!
Holla at 'em!
Before I
Take
[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
send one of my lil' niggas
Come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit
Got pulled over with 55K in my pocket
The police they know I'm legit
oh!)
[Chorus]
She blowin' cause she seen that car (she 'bout to blow!)
She blowin' cause you turned that corner (there they go!)
She blowin' cause
Bitch)
Big Nate, Long Beach, won't keep, lil' jon, tight beats, so come on let's ride!
What's up with these tryin' to play a nigga
Go to court these
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
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