Luyện nghe bài hát Knockin Heads Off - Jadakiss

[Lil'
on, yeah OK
Motherfucker, know who it is
Lil' Jon, them motherfuckin' Side Booooyz
I got my nigga Jadakiss with me too (D-Block, son)
We gon' do this for all the real motherfuckin'
(Uh uh uh uh yo)
Holla at them niggas J, on

Yeah, Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name
And bitches always wanna hit me I just came home
But I put the tools in ya mouth
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 we put the deisel on the benches
"Down Bottom" feel the ol' days
Fuckin' with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to
When we loadin' the clip slug gotta catch
When you goin' to war every thug got his
SS baby, Impala with the mack in it
Big cup with rhinestones with my pack in it
like the jungle but the broads is fine
And if they puffin' crippie, then this Georgia fine
Listen, I'm the nigga to style with
My motherfuckin' problem to with
what

We knockin' off, yeah
We heads off, yeah
We heads off, motherfuckin' heads off yeah
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off
You go nigga
go ho
You go nigga
go ho
You go nigga
go ho
You go nigga
go ho
What...what...what...what...what

[Lil'
We lettin' it go
go ho
We lettin' it go
go ho
We lettin' it go
go ho
What...what...what...what...what
Pussy...niggas...lay it...down
Me and my...niggas...fixin'...clown
Pussy...niggas...lay it...down
Me and my...niggas...fixin'...clown
We our...fuckin'...click up
We give a if you don't...like us
We our...fuckin'...click up
We give a if you don't...like us
Don't...like...them...niggas
Can't...stand..that...bitch
Don't...like...them...niggas
Can't...stand..that...bitch
We'll...shut the...club
If y'all...niggas...wanna
We'll...shut the...club
Bitch...say...something now

[Lil'
Whaaaat....Whaaaaat
Y'all know when the breakdown and shit
up, what's up
It's time to get motherfuckin' buck wild in this
Now this I want y'all niggas to do, what's up
All the real niggas and out there, OK
Y'all need to repeat 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, that shit man
Man fuck shit nigga, fuck that shit man
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit man
Man fuck shit nigga, fuck that shit

[Lil'
Yeah, BME ho, we up out bitch
Ryders ho, what's up
But we leave
I gotta let my nigga you his name

I'm Styles, where the fuck you thuggin' at
I knock off ya with a Louisville Slugger bat
P'll go to war and ain't never have to bring a
My gun is and my bullets like a finger nigga
Call up Lil' Jon and them Side Boyz
All I need is a lil' bomb and them East Side
You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty
Sittin' on the with the fuckin' 30-30's out
I you I'm a menace y'all
I got enough guns to fill up the Mall
In the front lot, coke still movin' good
still sparke a lot
Hustlin' with family, with murderers
D-Block and everything, you probably heard of us
I'm a Ryder nigga, you ain't got a gun
Or a motherfuckin' knife, you ain't even try us
I'll you with a hole daddy
And for the that I'm in the Dirty South
I'll be in the old Caddy
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