Luyện nghe bài hát Knockin Heads Off - Jadakiss

[Lil'
Come on, OK
Motherfucker, y'all who it is
Lil' Jon, motherfuckin' East Side Booooyz
I got my Jadakiss 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, name known, matter fact, Kiss name blown
And bitches always hit me like I just came home
But I still put the in ya mouth
Niggas know that I'm a monster on the East, but I'm in the South
This is in the trenches and everybody starvin'
So to get the money right we put the on the benches
"Down Bottom" feel like the ol'
Fuckin' with the corn liquor ridin' around to O'Jays
When we loadin' the clip slug gotta catch
When you goin' to war every thug got his
SS baby, blue Impala with the in it
Big gold cup with with my pack in it
It's like the jungle but the broads is
And if ain't puffin' crippie, then this Georgia fine
Listen, I'm the wrong nigga to style
My motherfuckin' to reconcile with
Nigga

We heads off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' off, motherfuckin' heads off yeah
We heads off, yeah
We knockin' off, yeah
We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off
You wanna go
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 it go nigga
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 beat and shit
What's up, up
It's time to get buck wild in this biiiitch
Now this what I y'all niggas to do, what's up
All the niggas and ladies out there, OK
need to repeat after me, right now
I ain't scared of no nigga, I scared of no bitch
I scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin' click
I ain't scared of no nigga, I scared of no bitch
I ain't scared of nobody in ya click
Man fuck that nigga, fuck that shit man
Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck shit man
Man fuck that shit nigga, that shit man
Man that 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 tell you his name

I'm Styles, where the fuck you thuggin' at
I off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat
P'll go to war and never have to bring a nigga
My gun is armed and my bullets a finger nigga
Call up Jon and them East Side Boyz
All I need is a lil' and them East Side toys
You can catch me in the South, I got a dirty mouth
Sittin' on the roof the fuckin' 30-30's out
I told you I'm a menace
I got enough to fill up the Lennox Mall
In the front parking lot, coke movin' good
still sparke a lot
Hustlin' with family, partyin' with
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 even gon' try us
I'll leave you a hole daddy
And for the that I'm in the Dirty South
be bouncin' in the old Caddy
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