Luyện nghe bài hát Knockin Heads Off

Yeah,
Motherfucker, y'all who it is
Lil Jon, them motherfuckin' East Side
I got my nigga with me too
(D-Block, son)
We gon' do this for all the motherfuckin' niggas
at them niggas J, come on
Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name
And always wanna hit me like I just came home
But I still put the tools in ya
Niggas know that I'm a monster on the East, but I'm huge in the
This is evil in the trenches and starvin'
So to get the money right we put the on the benches
Down bottom feel like the ol'
with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to O'Jays
When we loadin' the clip every slug gotta
When you goin' to war every thug got his
SS baby, blue Impala with the in it
Big gold cup with rhinestones my pack in it
It's like the but the broads is fine
And if they puffin' cripple, then this Georgia fine
Listen, I'm the wrong nigga to style
My motherfuckin' problem to reconcile nigga what
We knockin' heads off,
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' off, motherfuckin' heads off, yeah
You go nigga
go nigga
You wanna go
Let's go
You go nigga
go nigga
What what what what
niggas lay it down
Me and my fixin' clown
Pussy niggas lay it
Me and my niggas clown
We our fuckin' click up
We give a if you don't like us
We throw our fuckin' up
We give a fuck if you don't us
Don't like them
Can't stand that
like them niggas
Can't stand bitch
We'll shut the down
If niggas wanna clown
shut the club down
Bitch say now
We knockin' off, yeah
We heads off, yeah
We heads off, motherfuckin' heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off,
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' off, yeah
You wanna go
go nigga
You go nigga
go nigga
You go nigga
go nigga
What what what what
What,
Y'all know the beat breakdown and shit
up, what's up
It's time to get motherfuckin' buck wild in bitch
Now what I want y'all niggas to do, what's up
All the real and ladies out there, okay
Y'all need to after me
now
I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no
I ain't scared of in ya motherfuckin' click
I scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch
I ain't scared of in ya motherfuckin' click
Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck shit
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit
Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck shit
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit
We heads off, yeah
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off,
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We heads off, motherfuckin' heads off, yeah
You go nigga
go nigga
You wanna go
go nigga
You go nigga
Let's go
What what what what
Yeah, BME ho, we up out this
Ryders ho, what's up
But we leave
I gotta let my nigga tell you his
I'm Holiday Styles, the fuck you thuggin' at
I off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat
P'll go to war and ain't never have to a nigga
My gun is armed and my bullets a finger nigga
up Lil Jon and them East Side Boyz
All I need is a lil bomb and them East toys
You can me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth
on the roof with the fuckin' 30-30's out
I told you I'm a y'all
I got enough guns to up the Lennox Mall
In the front parking lot, still movin' good
Guns still a lot
Hustlin' with family, with murderers
and everything, shit you probably heard of us
Yeah, I'm a nigga, you ain't got a gun
Or a knife, you ain't even gon' try us
leave you with a hole daddy
And for the fact I'm in the Dirty South
I'll be bouncin' in the old
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