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Lil John:
imma tell yall like this s**t right
its 2003 my nigg*
all that yappin at the mouth s**t my nigg*, ah
man aint with that s**t my nigg*
i dont play that s**t no more man
as soon as a nigg* start talking that s**t
man...you on the floor son
YEAH
YEAH
YEAH
watch a nigg* get sword on, for talking that s**t
watch a b*tch get rode on, for talking that s**t
watch that nigg* get laid out, for talking that s**t
watch them girls get drugged out, for talking that s**t
You don't want none nigg* you don't want none
You don't want none b*tch you don't want none
You don't want none nigg* you don't want none
You don't want none b*tch you don't want none
Lil John:
You don't like me, YEAH
I don't like you, YEAH
You wanna fight me, YEAH
I wanna fight you, YEAH
put your hands up, nigg*
put your hands up, b*tch
put your hands up, hoe
put your hands up, trick
fk these rental cars
they don't run s**t
who run this s**t
we run this b*tch
put your hands up, nigg*
put your hands up, b*tch
put your hands up, hoe
put your hands, trick
my back aint dead, YEAH
my lip aint swoll, YEAH
my head aint bust, YEAH
my nuts aint grey, YEAH
put your hands up nigg*
put your hands up b*tch
put your hands up hoe
put your hands up trick
Petey Pablo:
im from a small town called woop a ass
and i mean well woop a nigg* ass
i mean well beat a b*tch to death
and i mean well came all the way there
taka nigg* down a dirt path to a junk yard where it stankin at, aha
put his as* in a plastic bag, but just a home where you blast him at
im talkin bout
tie it up with a shoe string, and a picture hook stuck in the thang
layin on empty cans and recylin bags with some b*tchass gatorade
i own a switchblade
well cut butter to put in tha d*mn microwave
better get you a sharpener baby, cuz that thang only gonna get me aggrivated
you look hard
but you really soft, you cotton soft
you try to make me mad, mad
but you just pi*s me off, you pi*s me off
shiit I aint scared of you nigg*
and i aint scared of them hoes
and i definiely aint scared of that tank tshirt as* nigg* thankin he swoe
Lil John:
watch a nigg* get sword on, for talking that s**t
watch a b*tch get rode on, for talking that s**t
watch that nigg* get laid out, for talking that s**t
watch them girls get drugged out, for talking that s**t
You don't want none nigg* you don't want none
You don't want none b*tch you don't want none
You don't want none nigg* you don't want none
You don't want none b*tch you don't want none
Petey Pablo:
i don't blame you, YEAH
i blame your mammy b*tch, YEAH
she should't of fked your daddy, YEAH
she shoulda sucked the d*ck, YEAH
yous a punk boy, YEAH
a fk boy, YEAH
you like it in the ass, YEAH
with something real hard, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
Petey Pablo:
swear to god motherfker we be slayin em up
have one of these , i tear him up ....have women eatin
havin him sayin that country boy was bad as fk
came hit him with a heater, aint have to bust
take the bullets from a gun nigg*, add them up
put them right back in it before i put it up ?
im saying this game aint changing much
still the same motherfkers used to sell the drugs
them same ones
that used to come to the club see a nigg* leave a nigg* in a thang of blood
in a car with a browd when the police come
gone...before they find out what the hell itwas fo
dead wrong, you dont hear me tho ?
but it aint nothing that nigg* aint done before
it aint nothing thata nigg* wont try again
but r'member, that suckas already killed a man ?
gone craig, gone craig
still froggin and go ahead and leap but when you jump over here, jump over here
try and remember what the fk i said, cuz i mean
Lil John:
watch a nigg* get sword on, for talking that s**t
watch a b*tch get rode on, for talking that s**t
watch that nigg* get laid out, for talking that s**t
watch them girls get drugged out, for talking that s**t
You don't want none nigg* you don't want none
You don't want none b*tch you don't want none
You don't want none nigg* you don't want none
You don't want none b*tch you don't want none
