Lyrics:
we come and shut the shop down
Now you can live by faith, or you can die by fear
When we riding, city plates with them choppers in the rear
Bush man
(Goddamn)
Pulled before his brother
Put his bitch ass in the house (On bro)
John tried to ack the fool
They shut his mouth (Lil' John)
Bullet gang got
thinking they can follow our path
Trend setters from the top of the map
You step up you get smacked
Back down
From wherever you came
You claim we stole your
wo
Ho aa me bo wo jon dada
Oh niggas soft
Your flows ain't got sauce
I'm a blend of your
Mama's ketchup
Yh I'm the sauce
This music thing boys dey
Hate
from dollar bills, now we poppin' rubber bands (Ha)
Bruno sang to me while I do my money dance like ayy
Flexin' on the 'Gram like ayy
Hit the Lil' Jon
And if he catch us it's okay send em vbucks
I promise his lil ass mouth gonna keep shut
What about my dad? His old ass could get beat up
What bout my mom?
[Steve Austin]
Hi this is Steve Austin reporting live from San Diego, California
I'm here with two controversial rappers from the city
Lil' Rob
here Jonny (uh huh)
It's your boy Lil' Jon checkin' it (yea yeah)
And first-off (whaddup?)
I let my nigga Dirrty Mouth holla atchu.
We can take
I been out here hustlin everyday
I been on my knees been tryna pray
That ain't working
That's for certain
They been lurking
Shut the curtain
I been
the pool with ya mama
Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see
on
24's
On krunk screamin, "Die bitch!"
Bout to shut yo' shit down, anybody that opposes to payin us a
fee false
If the straps don't bleed y'all
We put
goes a lil something like this
I dip, you dip, we dip
It goes a lil some like, some like
I can't misses my mistress
Still she'll hold it down when I'm
trouble,.
Shut up man, mamma’s talkin, ain’t tryin ta burst her bubble,.
Subtle with a lil bit of on the double, no rebuttal,.
I’m not talkin back 2 mamma,
Ever since I started nation ridin', got a lil' change
Surrounded myself by game, niggaz sayin' I'm counterfeit
Ain't that a bitch?
Re evaluate
on the dotted line
Cause now you're mine
Hey, hey bitch
Hey bitch get up it's time to go to work
Time to go to work bitch, it's your boy Lil Jon
Never will I
left St Louis took a flight to Dallas
Yeah my bitch she be da baddest
My lil mama call me daddy
Break it down n roll a fatty
Oooh
Stay gassed up yeah you
We hit up the club and we shut it down
I load up the clip it's a hundred round
Step up in the spot and we gun it down
I got it suppressed, it don't
Shut the fuck up
You know you got me fucked up (Got me)
Fucked up
Yeah you’ve got me fucked (Got me)
Fucked up
Yeah you got me fucked up (Got me)
You
Akademiks called her one of Diddy's side joints (uh-huh)
Right now them City Girls is down a thousand points (they down)
Saweetie fucked Lil Baby, I knew
to give a special shout out to Kazaa
Long as Lil' Jon, and Manny keep making beats
Chamillionaire gon be a ghetto millionaire, in these streets
I speak
Evander Holyfield
I might come to your town, shut a show down
Got the whole crowd screamin', "Lil' Bow Wow"
Without the "Lil'" but I'm still on top
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
Lil' AI (Let's go, here we go)
South Bronx, South Side Bronx
Boogie Down to my G-Funk Productions
Mic check, one two move a little somethin
Something
locked, I'm a bear
Goldilocks wrote it down in ten flat
(Yeah, look) , that's a throwaway or not
Ayy, steppin' out of Fear of God and
I got the fear of God
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