Luyện nghe bài hát Knockin Heads Off - Jadakiss

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

Yeah, Kiss name known, fact, Kiss name blown
And bitches always wanna hit me like I just home
But I put the tools in ya mouth
know that I'm a monster on the East, but I'm huge in the South
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 around listen to O'Jays
When we loadin' the clip every slug catch
When you goin' to war every thug got his
SS baby, blue Impala the mack in it
Big gold cup with with my pack in it
like the jungle but the broads is fine
And if they ain't puffin' crippie, then Georgia fine
Listen, I'm the nigga to style with
My problem to reconcile with
Nigga

We knockin' heads off,
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' off yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' off yeah
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 it go nigga
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 in this biiiitch
Now this what I want niggas to do, what's up
All the real niggas and out there, OK
need to repeat after me, right now
I scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no bitch
I ain't scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin'
I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't of no bitch
I ain't scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin'
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit man
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit man
Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck shit man
Man fuck that nigga, fuck that shit

[Lil'
Yeah, BME ho, we up out this
Ruff ho, what's up
But before we
I gotta let my tell you his name

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