Luyện nghe bài hát Knockin Heads Off - Jadakiss

[Lil'
Come on, OK
Motherfucker, know who it is
Lil' Jon, them motherfuckin' East Booooyz
I got my nigga Jadakiss me too (D-Block, live son)
We do this for all the real motherfuckin' niggas
(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 still put the in ya mouth
Niggas know I'm a monster on the East, but I'm huge in the South
This is evil in the trenches and everybody
So to get the money right we put the on the benches
"Down Bottom" feel like the ol'
Fuckin' the corn liquor ridin' around listen to O'Jays
When we loadin' the clip every slug catch
When you goin' to war every got his match
SS baby, blue Impala the mack in it
Big gold cup with rhinestones with my in it
It's like the but the broads is fine
And if they puffin' crippie, then this Georgia fine
Listen, I'm the wrong to style with
My motherfuckin' problem to with
Nigga

We heads off, yeah
We knockin' heads off,
We heads off, motherfuckin' heads off yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' off, motherfuckin' heads off yeah
You go nigga
go ho
You wanna go
go ho
You wanna go
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 a fuck if you don't...like us
We our...fuckin'...click up
We a fuck 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 when the beat breakdown and shit
up, what's up
It's to get motherfuckin' buck wild in this biiiitch
Now this what I want y'all niggas to do, up
All the niggas and ladies out there, OK
need to repeat after me, right now
I scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch
I scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin' click
I scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch
I ain't scared of nobody in ya click
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit man
Man fuck shit nigga, fuck that shit man
Man fuck that nigga, fuck that shit man
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit

[Lil'
Yeah, BME ho, we up out this
Ruff Ryders ho, up
But we leave
I gotta let my nigga tell you his

I'm Holiday Styles, the fuck you thuggin' at
I knock off ya head a Louisville Slugger bat
P'll go to war and ain't never have to bring a
My gun is armed and my bullets like a finger
Call up Jon and them East Side Boyz
All I need is a bomb and them East Side toys
You can me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth
Sittin' on the roof the fuckin' 30-30's out
I told you I'm a y'all
I got enough to fill up the Lennox Mall
In the front parking lot, still movin' good
Guns still a lot
Hustlin' with family, partyin' with
and everything, shit you probably heard of us
Yeah I'm a nigga, you ain't got a gun
Or a motherfuckin' knife, you ain't gon' try us
I'll leave you with a daddy
And for the fact I'm in the Dirty South
I'll be in the old Caddy
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