Yeah! yeah!Yeah! yeah!Yeah! BME CliqThis ya boy LilJonA lot of yall niggas be talkin bout air force ones and shit (OK)About Adidas and shit (OK)A lot of my niggas we be ridin tha speed light (OK)Get out on our feet (OK)[Chorus x2]Forever I love AtlantaForever I love Atlanta (what!)Forever I love AtlantaForever I love Atlanta (what!)Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)Im a Graded baby ATLAnd all my life duh avis so crunk as hellYou dont wanna step to close or go to farCause where Im from shawdy niggas beat you down wit they cars.Fila brought up from my head to my feetNiggas on the block wit the rock they dont sleep.Man South dekalb mall be the crunkiest shitUh you can roll through buckhead and go to fall on a bitchIm a giant ass playa Ill stomp on a haterIma pop the shit off in zone 3 the decaturWe can go back down to where my grandma stayDepending on the area you better watch what you sayAnd I on care if you over there lookin all crazyWhen I get locked up man them broads wanna save meThis the home ass whoopin biscuit in And the js on the street charge mo than a penny A![Chorus x2]Niggas grind time let my A shineWhen Im bussin rhymes smokin pineMy blood see through the georgia rhine.And niggas dont love the A like I love the AI just love the way the A smell everyday.A time to yo time yea this how it go smokin droFuckin hoes on the city roadWhen I stomp that bastard I left him with a bruiseGot Fila on my feet so it had to be a shoeI live for the A I die for the A I ride for the ASo f*ck what you sayWhat you know about I-20 to 285Got a fine atlanta bitch givin head in the rideGDs up get yo GDs up in the classroom crunkGot benny by my Shit so I stay supa drunkRidin downtown wit a shot of tiquilaJon introduced me to the gang Im hot like refa A![Chorus x2]Carry the A on my back like a torch or rack Ima represent it if you scared to go handle that Drankin on crunk reminiscin on crunk years Its the city of crunk where I shed my tears Throw me the peace sign up then upside down A-townOff the rip hell yeah Im proud get crunk all day we on Sleep at night and if you fight one shawdy then we all gon fightDont nobody get crunk in the club like us If security trippin on pimpin we all gon rush Even though other niggas think they hard Aint nothin harder than stone mountain I swear to god Yea yall love our hoes you love our gold Martin Luther KingFrom the A so I love my home westside to scottdale We all cut hammers you can catch kids skippin at underground AtlantaYea[Chorus x2]

You dont wanna do dat(x15) (Don P talkin in background)All dat talkin(x5) dat shit Talkin(x5) dat shit (x3) Man up muthafucka man up(x4)Don P Now evabody wanna fuckin have they label Wouldnt on da first shit to bring to da table They in they own fantasy somethin like a fable Handicap situations all disabled I shut em down like a computer Cause aint nobody fuckin wit da super producer Coreleone trill town representatives F*ck Don P man some of yall too senstative But ya f*ck me but nann day you gon touch me Talkin bout Don P why you buckin Man you need to chill out get to da money I already got it and imma trill nigga I handle all my problems Besides im all about respectin Imma man before anybody checkinAll dat talkin(x5) dat shit Talkin(x5) dat shit (x3) Man up muthafucka man up(x4)Lil Atlanta What you starin at this aint no free show You gon make me cock back hit ya ass in da door You dont wanna do dat hear dem thangs clit-clat Goes in ya thru da front comes out thru da back Come and make my night love to talk hate to fight Was you a bitch I was a bitch it dont go away ova night Man up muthafucka man up i told you once before muthafucka stand upAll dat talkin(x5) dat shit Talkin(x5) dat shit (x3) Man up muthafucka man up(x4)Dirty Mouth Now if you niggas keep playin you gon make a nigga tear a hole right thru yo chest Is yo flesh i can see yo soul You dont wanna do dat imma hit you wit a bat Talkin all dat shit nigga and imma hit you wit da gack 17 times out da barrell on my 45 4 plus 5 equals 9 goin thru yo spine Sit yo ass down hoe make a move you gotta go Erase you off da map and beat yo ass at yo own show Aint playin no games wit you lames when it comes to gangsta shit Throwin up my middle finger grabbin on my own dick Niggas thank they slick take yo pick Which one you want bullets flyin thru yo house or goin straight thru yo door Make yo ass choke wit different strokes of my hand movements Say dat your a G in these streets man you gotta prove in Next time I see you talkin talkin shit imma rearrange yo mouth And put yo ass in a ditch bitchAll dat talkin(x5) dat shit Talkin(x5) dat shit (x3) Man up muthafucka man up(x4)

[Lil Scrappy talking][chorus]What the f*ck iz goin on [2x]He keep on eyein me [4x]What the f*ck iz goin on [2x]He keep on tryin me [4x][Lil Scrappy]f*ck the bullshit beat dat ass to the floehe twistin now he shakin like a god damn hoedont run they goin to bak me now hes tryin to attack mejuzt blow your brain cells from youre head I be clappinnow I buck all day I buck all nightdamn right I beat your ass in a god damn fitedont stand so close get your damn nose broketryn to give me doubt when you see bitch you aint my folkyou be tryn me Im a thugged out gimma switch you sideways imma charge a post up feethug straight trappin till I get rich off this rappinI aint got no friends got watch whos heads I be clappinFlippin and flappin at the mouth ya its off the chainFlippin it on them real bitches just to get brainWhat the f*ck is you tryn me foeI aint no bitch I aint no lame hoe[chorus]What the f*ck iz goin on [2x]He keep on eyein me [4x]What the f*ck iz goin on [2x]He keep on tryin me [4x][Lil Scrappy]What the f*ck is goin onI beat the f*ck out your ass and bring your bitch ass homeIm a young thug nigga I aint no fuckin jokeIf I aint no lame bitch then what the f*ck you eyein foeTalking all that shit bitch take it outsidePop you about 3 times make you turn clockwiseI aint playin I done bein trife damn they done took a lifeUsed to call me chicken cause I used to stab a man with a knifeMy life tatted on my neck so you best respectWe thug stylin BME leavin bitch niggas wet?Im goin to pit stopMy brains in nerve loseI carry my own crossBut still you get tossedAnd last but not least quit tryn meYou aint got no business mothafukin eyein me[chorus 2x]What the f*ck iz goin on [2x]He keep on eyein me [4x]What the f*ck iz goin on [2x]He keep on tryin me [4x][Lil Scrappy]Haters dress to impress but dey missd the spotIt takes chest to distress the longevity potBut I got a 380 waitin so keep your eyes up on meKeep your eyes off my dick and get your own damn moneyYou silly mothafucka youll get your head slit wide openI do it in the street and leave your neighborhood smokingAnd they hope in that the mothafuckin war is ovaThese lyrics soul reverse them click clack and break your shoulderIm rollin from the south side of the AIf you keep lookin imma bust your ass in your faceI aint goin to play imma just make an exampleAll that unloyal shit will get your bitch ass taperedWhen I cock back my pistols gonna sound like bamGet your ass so hard the fuckin crowd say damnYou just got knocked the f*ck outThats the way we do niggas thats eyein in da south[chorus]What the f*ck iz goin on [2x]He keep on eyein me [4x]What the f*ck iz goin on [2x]He keep on tryin me [4x]

What it is hoe ah whats up (whats up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you aint been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)Well give me you number and Ill call (Ill call)And Ill follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)Take you home let you juggle my balls (my balls)While Im beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)This your boy Mr. Funkadelic whats the business babyIve been eying you all day in the mall miss ladyYou looking good I think I seen your ass in the hoodWith your friends dressed up trying to front if you couldBut anyway gone and drop a number or somethingSo I can call you later onon your phone or somethingTake you home and maybe we could bone or somethingIts no limits to what we docause tonight we cutting gut bustingIm digging in your walls something viciousWith your legs to the ceiling catch a nut something seriousYou deliriousor might I say you taste so deliciousWith your pretty brown skin like Almond Joys and KissesAnd you ah certified head doctorNumber one staller that takes dick in the ass and wont hollerBend you over and Ill follow you straight to the roomWhere it goes down lovely in the Leagon of DoomWhat it is hoe ah whats up (whats up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you aint been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)Well give me you number and Ill call (Ill call)And Ill follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)Take you home let you juggle my balls (my balls)While Im beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)Shit you know the deal before a nigga even steppedDamn that ass hot seems like its gone meltYou know I give it to you til you run out of breatheThen bust a nut all over yourselfThe first time I called you were juggling on my ballsIn and out of your jaws I was beating down your wallsHad your ass breaking laws for a player was the causeAnd every time you seen a G you was slipping off your drawers I recallI met your ass at the mall in the fallYou the one with the dress on let me take you homeShow your ass how to buss a nut up in the gutsCut you up like you aint been cutFrom the back (back) then to the side (side) to the frontTurn aroundyou got me rightI smack them thighs anyway that you want meSo gone see about a pimp and that monkeyAnd thats fo shoWhat it is hoe ah whats up (whats up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you aint been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)Well give me you number and Ill call (Ill call)And Ill follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)Take you home let you juggle my balls (my balls)While Im beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)Whats the business baby can I get in them drawsI like the way your hands rub against my ballsCause you the one a nigga met at south dekalb mallWith your pretty brown skin thick thighs and all135 petite and your smell is uniqueMaybe we can exchange numbers and hook up in the weekOh You a freak I knew it from the first time I saw youThe way you played with your tongueI knew right then I would call youSo what it is they call me Super Don from the villeAnd Ima tell you like thisCause a nigga so real and stay trillCause all I want to do is just drillWith that ass in the air and the pussy I killAnd I feel you love to f*ck up on a hillSuck dick from behind and take nut in your grillSo bitch chill and shut your mouth just for a secondWhile I lay this dick down on you just like Im TeddyWhat it is hoe ah whats up (whats up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you aint been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)Well give me you number and Ill call (Ill call)And Ill follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)Take you home let you juggle my balls (my balls)While Im beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)

Ladies and Gentleman (what?) Id like to welcome you .(welcome what?) To the life and times of Trillville (Trillville?) I be your God on this here Jonny (uh huh) Its your boy Lil Jon checkin it (yea yeah) And first-off (whaddup?) I let my nigga Dirrty Mouth holla atchu.We can take it to the street nigga if you got beef Cause aint home with it Ima knock out your teeth Wear your fake-ass niggas keepin talkin shit Im in your damn house with your girl on my dick Im the realest muthafucka when it comes to makin hits So shut tha f*ck up before I bust you in the lip The street lifes on for the best to go home Is damn you late for a as I shine on the chrome Aimin at your doam buck-shot rain (rain) Im deep offa damn when a nigga bout to explain Nigga f*ck tha fame all I want is the doe (doe) My aint Dough Bussa so dont be try me like a hoe Im not your everyday dough that Im at your seat everyday I rob just a deal just to get my ass paid I shine like a brave on a old school A nigga act a fool if a nigga break the rule foreal.Dirrty Mouth spittin at you bitches and niggas (uh huh) specially tellinyou fake-ass nigga out there (F*ck yall) you know real recognize real (Yeah) and fake niggas always wanna hate and shit (Yeah) you hattin niggas we gon find yall We gon sip you out (Yeah) (hah) Holla at them Don P.I know for a fact you aint ready for the street You suckas rain nigga on this country You fall to the ground disrespect to my feet You sound raw nigga go home you cant compete They tryna be me they watch TV They try to imitate and thats what make em fake Cause the hood aint actin niggas start relaxin Thinkin they can live in this world without packin Somethin Janet Jackson nigga still lovin And how we broke it down like a mothafuckin cratchin Too transation and wont nodbody assin Until you raise your mouth like a mothafuckin fagot It aint no burriations niggas still hatin But I guess I hate too Cause aint the music that they creatin Hoes that they savin Plans that they makinWhoever else like so I hate they fan bases (Yeah)Yall aint neva see a nigga like me Ive been all around the mothafuckin world (All over the place nigga) All over this bitch You know hatin niggas everywhere you mufuckas go Disrespect niggas everywhere you mufuckas go But you know why? All them hatin niggas They makes real niggas that best most strong (Yeah yeah) Tell em L.A.Look you aint ready for the streets (streets) And you claim to be hard but you weak (weak) A bad bitch and you swear that beat (beat) The only thang you probably touch was a feet (feet) You bitchin me now picture me Im sorry Get your ass sumen boi it aint workin You dont want a Trill nigga you ?You need to take your ass home and neva ?Give me the bitch hard like a dick (dick) Ready to f*ck (f*ck) we aint takin shit (shit) We gon bust your nuts (pow pow pow pow) But still some niggas do it for a mill (mill) If times get hard then you gain up your grill (grill) Fo real the hood man where a nigga live And I aint trippin cause that where I had the deal Shit and made a young nigga even stronger I guess thats the reason why a nigga stay baller (Hey)(Hey hey) Yo aint no nigga Is gonna stop my mothafuckin paper (Neva that) Non a nigga you knawmean? (Yeah) Im out here on my hustle everyday (Yeah) Nigga I aint sellin dope But Im sellin this beats and shit Rhymes and all this bullshit (Yeah) Im sellin this Crunk Energy Drink (Yeah) Yo Im sellinall kinda shit Nigga Im CDs DVDs nigga What eva you need (uh) My niggas Trillville they always gonna keep it mothafuckin real BME BME BME Click (Yeah yeah) We about this bitch! Real stay real and fake always stay fake Neva mothafuckin hate.

(What is it?) Its pimpin what (what is it?)[Chorus x2]Its pimpin with me what is it with you?Bitch hit the strip and do what you do(Pay attention to me and stay on the track)(Ill be right back when I be right back)Tryin to have a stable full of gregarious clear bitchesProfessional wonderful ladies of leisure merryliciousThatll get undressed at the drop of a dime at my requestAnd believe that everythang I tell her to do is for the bestHoe you in violation you in the red wait a minute hoeYou mean to tell me you tryin to jump campAfter a big ol player like me done buttered yo bread?You free to go I aint gon tell you no moI told you twice youll be back cause you need pimpin in yo lifeThats how you gotta get at these broads you gotta check emMan a hell walk all over ya if you let emI give her a Chinese name (what?) Won GoneThen I stab out with my ham sandwich Fleetwood BroughamBreak a bitch pimp shit L-R-PsLong Range Pimpin hoe overseasWhites blacks Filipinos VietnameseAtlantic City Vegas Reno nigga please believe[Chorus](Its pimpin) all day everyday that 40 playBut he say she say biyatch! That a way(Its pimpin) all day everyday that 40 playBut he say she say biyatch! That a way(Its pimpin)She was a baby (baby) she was lame (lame)Til I turned her out now shes pussy trainedPussy trained not potty trained but pussy trainedPimpin you hard you got some gameThis one of the ones I like this knockWho did the beat my nigga Rik RokHe a fool that shit on hitYou know what this remind me of? Some of that Dr. Dre shit blarin imagine that shit on blastAt the Arco station after the club pumpin some gasWait a minute waithey hold up ba-ba-bump-bumpBa-ba-bump-ah baby ay sweetie Ay look here baby underdig this ya underdig Ay look here you need to get with a boss Tell that day old seven to get lostYeah cause all he gon is damage youAll I wanna do is manage you[Chorus]Wait a minute waithey hold up ba-ba-bump-bumpBa-ba-bump-ah baby ay sweetie Ay look here baby underdig this ya underdig Ay look here you need to get with a boss Tell that day old seven to get lostYeah cause all he gon is damage youAll I wanna do is manage youShe said just take me out to the pimp picnicIma put it down for youRepresent that Sic Wid ItWhatever you want me to doShe loves me (loves me) she loves me not (loves me not)As far as family Im all she got (all she got)Pimpin and panderin handlin these hoesPenitentiary chancin it ? with these hoesCheckin the track collectin my scratch And slammin Cadillac doorsCountin my stack spat to them strapsDirectin the mannerisms of these hoesReady for war never too to with Taylor shoes on my toesSickin my biyatches on these rappers cause they be payin these hoes[Chorus]Wait a minute waithey hold up ba-ba-bump-bumpBa-ba-bump-ah baby ay sweetie Ay look here baby underdig this ya underdig Ay look here you need to get with a boss Tell that day old seven to get lostYeah cause all he gon is damage youAll I wanna do is manage youFreal freal nigga I bet you thatI see a bitch nigga I bump the fattest bitch in the clubNigga bout my pimpin nigga I give a f*ck and a halfI refuse to be livin under a bridge anPushin some motherfuckin grocery baskets pimpinYknow what I mean (Cause it aint in a bitch beautyIts in her duty Mayne you know Im sayin?)Please believe that (Yeah a real pimpllPut a wig on a pig Mayne I mean so fat)FoshiggidyHey nigga hey nigga doe Im just curious doe pimpinHey man straight up how many hoes you got doe freal?Man Im six deep with no sleep man I mean fat knees to clackin they toesA tappin Im bout a pimp smackinI dont do nuttin but finesse rest and dress manAnd let these bitches do the rest (yknow what I mean?)Foshiggidy (I pimp so fat)That is the best game I can smell pimpinI promise you it dont get no better Mayne(I mean I used to do this since way back when manI didnt even have a car I used to have a swing manAnd Ill put a bitch on the fifteen gurney in a hurry manAnd tell that bitch that a way)Its pimpin to me (Its pimpin)(Its pimpin)

What it is hoe ah whats up (whats up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you aint been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)Well give me you number and Ill call (Ill call)And Ill follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)Take you home let you juggle my balls (my balls)While Im beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)This your boy Mr. Funkadelic whats the business babyIve been eyeing you all day in the mall miss ladyYou looking good I think I seen your ass in the hoodWith your friends dressed up trying to front if you couldBut anyway gone and drop a number or somethingSo I can call you later on on your phone or somethingTake you home and maybe we could bond or somethingIts no limits to what we do cause tonight we cutting gut bustingIm digging in your walls something viciousWith your legs to the ceiling catch a nut something seriousYou delirious or might I say you taste so deliciousWith your pretty brown skin like Almond Joys and KissesAnd you ah certified head doctorNumber one staller that takes dick in the ass and wont hollerBend you over and Ill follow you straight to the roomWhere it goes down lovely in the Legion of DoomWhat it is hoe ah whats up (whats up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you aint been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)Well give me you number and Ill call (Ill call)And Ill follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)Take you home let you juggle my balls (my balls)While Im beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)Shit you know the deal before a nigga even steppedDamn that ass hot seems like its gone meltYou know I give it to you til you run out of breatheThen bust a nut all over yourselfThe first time I called you were juggling on my ballsIn and out of your jaws I was beating down your wallsHad your ass breaking laws for a player was the causeAnd every time you seen a G you was slipping off your drawers I recallI met your ass at the mall in the fallYou the one with the dress on let me take you homeShow your ass how to buss a nut up in the gutsCut you up like you aint been cutFrom the back (back) then to the side (side) to the frontTurn aroundyou got me rightI smack them thighs anyway that you want meSo gone see about a pimp and that monkeyAnd thats fo shoWhat it is hoe ah whats up (whats up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you aint been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)Well give me you number and Ill call (Ill call)And Ill follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)Take you home let you juggle my balls (my balls)While Im beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)Whats the business baby can I get in them drawsI like the way your hands rub against my ballsCause you the one a nigga met at south Dekalb mallWith your pretty brown skin thick thighs and all135 petite and your smell is uniqueMaybe we can exchange numbers and hook up in the weekOh You a freak I knew it from the first time I saw youThe way you played with your tongueI knew right then I would call youSo what it is they call me Super Don from the villeAnd Ima tell you like thisCause a nigga so real and stay trillCause all I want to do is just drillWith that ass in the air and the pussy I killAnd I feel you love to f*ck up on a hillSuck dick from behind and take nut in your grillSo bitch chill and shut your mouth just for a secondWhile I lay this dick down on you just like Im TeddyWhat it is hoe ah whats up (whats up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you aint been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)Well give me you number and Ill call (Ill call)And Ill follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)Take you home let you juggle my balls (my balls)While Im beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)

(What ugh)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (You cant!)Get on my level ho (You cant!)Get on my level ho (Its Trillville ho!)Get on my level ho (Lil Scrappy ho!)Get on my level ho (Its BME ho!)Get on my level ho (Lets go!) Get on my level hoBitch nigga you can neva eva eva evaEva eva eva eva eva evaGet on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva evaEva eva eva eva eva evaGet on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get the f*ck back get the f*ck up out my way I aint playin nann dayPussy nigga whatcha sayMeet me anywhere I dont care it dont matter to meCause if ya fuckin step Ima step in yo vicinityWhat you think Im a ho nigga please you aint on my levelGet some rank bitch while Im diggin ya grave with a shovelTime after time I ask myself is it really cleverFor you to get with me bitch nigga you can neva evaYou aint on my level Im pushin Chevrolet pedalIf you niggas f*ck with me I got that chrome heavy metalNever settle for less but always strive for the bestMost these niggas playin chiefll put ya straight to the testBitch nigga you can neva eva eva evaEva eva eva eva eva evaGet on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva evaEva eva eva eva eva evaGet on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)My Benz looka at my AcLook at my Navi and my LacGet on my level hell nah neva thatI knew you wasnt real cause all ya do is chit-chatAlways slizzle makin sho I stay goneCall us some broad to the Geor-Georgia DomeTryin to get with me is like naps through a combThey call me Don P AKA CorlioUp in the club with my Cartiers onDont know if Im high drunk or gettin my roll onHe on the cell Can ya hear me hell nahGet on my level thats what Im tryin to tell yall for realBitch nigga you can neva eva eva evaEva eva eva eva eva evaGet on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva evaEva eva eva eva eva evaGet on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)LA off in this thang get up on my level hoBitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva hangBitch nigga step the f*ck back and if ya think Im jokinAsk some niggas who tried to play us See em lyin off in the coffinTrillville ATL swangin swangin throwin bowsGot some niggas that be hatin bustin slugs at my foesIf ya thinkin you can f*ck with a nigga like meNah nigga get rich Trillville and BMEWhat the f*ck you talkin about What you deep nigga what!If a hater want to hate then a hater gettin bustWe aint hard to find nigga so why ya steadily talkin shitIm fixin to sick my dogs on emPussy nigga get bit boy Bout cut out ya brains when I spit this verseIm a blood suckin vampire my venom is worseHead bustas deal with dangerous thirstsShatter ya bones in ya chest and make ya motherfuckin heart burstDont worry now Prince of the South on the mapKnock yo thoughts out and leave yo brains in ya lapDont touch my Kango shorty whats wrong with youI might cock my fist back and knock yo grill throughBitch nigga you can neva eva eva evaEva eva eva eva eva evaGet on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva evaEva eva eva eva eva evaGet on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (What!)Run around the motherfuckin clubRun around the motherfuckin clubRun around the motherfuckin clubRun around the motherfuckin clubRun around the motherfuckin clubRun around the motherfuckin clubRun around the motherfuckin clubRun around the motherfuckin club

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" Some Cut Artist - Cutty Cartel

Bitch niggaz don't know me,Bitch niggaz don't know me,Bitch niggaz don't know me,Bitch niggaz don't know me,So stay away from hoe niggaz,So stay away from hoe niggaz,So stay away f...Read Full Lyrics

" Bitch Niggaz [Chopped & Screwed Album Version] Artist - Trillville

I'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daintMoney in the bank, bank diamonds in my pinky ringI'mma flip paint, filp paint, roll daint, daintMoney in the bank, bank diamonds in m...Read Full Lyrics

" Diamonds in My Pinky Ring Artist - Trillville

Ladies and Gentleman, (what?) I'd like to welcome you .(welcome what?) To the life and times of Trillville (Trillville?) I be your God on this here Jonny (uh huh) It's your boy Lil...Read Full Lyrics

" The Hood Artist - Trillville

(What is it?) It's pimpin', what, (what is it?)[Chorus: x2]It's pimpin' with me, what is it with you?Bitch hit the strip and do what you do(Pay attention to me, and stay on the tr...Read Full Lyrics

" I'm Pimpin' Artist - E-40

What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up)Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut)Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)W...Read Full Lyrics

" Some Cut Artist - Cutty Cartel

(What, ugh)Get on my level ho (What!)Get on my level ho (You can't!)Get on my level ho (You can't!)Get on my level ho (It's Trillville ho!)Get on my level ho (Lil' Scrappy ho!)Get ...Read Full Lyrics

" Neva Eva Artist - Slab House DJ's