Lyrics:
You know it's up my ni**a
Had some brothers stab my back
So it's cut some ni**as
I showed love and got envy so it's
F*** some ni**as
We ain't
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
face, my ex girl is a Gemini
She send a text, I ignore it, shorty left a ni**a heartless
New girl keep callin', shorty ass is enormous
She twerk it
gettin to close I’ma hit him with the Hawk
Mr. Cool Calm but I’m still Don Dotta
Buss a ni**a head open like a Piñata
Sticking to the script like my first
[Too $hort]
One time it's by Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz
Who we talkin to man, who we talkin to
Any nigga that act like a wha (bitch)
Any any
That's a throwaway
Imma cheese head ni**a
No green bay
Running with the pack
Ni**a no speedway
I grew up poor had no dishes
Ate off paper plates
So now
Aight, motherfuckers
Bitch niggas run and hide!
(Ha, yeah) I'm doing this for my niggas!
(NIGGA)
C'mon, C'mon c'mon, C'mon
Lil' Jon, C'mon, C'mon
Uptown New Orleans is where them thugs gonna find me
Rolling with those head bustas
My niggas splitting wigs
A couple fucking G's nigga it can get did
Uptown New Orleans is where them thugs gonna find me
Rolling with those head bustas
My niggas splitting wigs
A couple fucking G's nigga it can get did
outta know bout' my thrown,
The P the T the are the O the why,
Ni**a I'm so fly call me jet,
Jump off in the ocean still ain't wet,
I flex I mothafu**in
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
you soft call em lil muffin
You see ya opps you get to fussin
When we see them ni**as we get to bussin
Let off them shots you know we ain’t ducking
Ion
on all of his Beats
Poor man now he walk with a Peg-leg
Baby I rap ion do that one dance
She give me head and by me Designer
Ion need no new ni**as round
on me just incase they take my kindness for weakness
Gotta keep a cool head young ins looking up to me
Like a crew of diabetics all my ni**as sucka free
touch anybody
I'm sorry
He off some narcotics
You start it or park it
My ni**as they lawless
I think I see demons
I'm hanging in darkness
Don't you
Lil Jon with the beat (jeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit
I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6
and all my young ni**as want to catch them a wig
I was locked up had to do that lil bid
My money was small at first now the sh*t big
If I sign me a deal
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
people's freedom
That's like playing with my son or trying to take my per diem
It ain't nothing to a boss to get your head knocked off
All we do is make
take em away
Black sheep of the household
Ni-as swear that they smoke indo when it smell like out doors
Lil ni-a keep yo mouth closed
Gettin money since
Peace up, A-Town down
Yeah, yeah! Okay, okay!
(Usher, Usher, Usher, Usher)
Lil' Jon
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
it by a choke hold
That's just how I get it
My ni**a flashed on me
When I had bag on me
That's that shit that make me unforgiving
I had no cash
Lil herb
Cuz its hard to be a humbled beast
Mix the Lean Wit Kayroll
Sell it to ah Migo's (Haha)
Ni**a what's the issues knock Ya head off like Lud
I wanna pull triggers
Bitch I get a jigga
My 40’s will split ya f**k ni**as
Ya bitch suck my d**k like a swisher
If I cannot kill you I cut off your
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