Luyện nghe bài hát Knockin Heads Off - Jadakiss

[Lil'
on, yeah OK
Motherfucker, y'all who it is
Jon, them motherfuckin' East 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 niggas J, come on

Yeah, Kiss name known, fact, Kiss name blown
And bitches always hit me like I just came home
But I still put the tools in ya
Niggas that I'm a monster on the East, but I'm huge in the South
This is in the trenches and everybody starvin'
So to get the right we put the deisel on the benches
"Down Bottom" feel the ol' days
Fuckin' with the corn liquor ridin' listen to O'Jays
When we the clip every slug gotta catch
When you to war every thug got his match
SS baby, blue Impala with the in it
Big cup with rhinestones with my pack in it
It's like the but the broads is fine
And if they ain't crippie, then this Georgia fine
Listen, I'm the wrong nigga to style
My motherfuckin' problem to with
what

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

[Lil'
We it go nigga
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 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 know when the beat and shit
up, what's up
It's time to get motherfuckin' buck wild in biiiitch
Now this what I want niggas to do, what's up
All the real and ladies out there, OK
Y'all need to repeat me, right now
I ain't scared of no nigga, I scared of no bitch
I ain't scared of in ya motherfuckin' click
I ain't scared of no nigga, I ain't scared of no
I ain't scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin'
Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck that man
Man that shit nigga, fuck that shit man
Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck shit man
Man fuck shit nigga, fuck that shit

[Lil'
Yeah, BME ho, we up out this
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
go to war and ain't never have to bring a nigga
My gun is armed and my bullets like a nigga
up Lil' Jon and them East Side Boyz
All I need is a lil' bomb and them East toys
You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a mouth
Sittin' on the with the fuckin' 30-30's out
I you I'm a menace y'all
I got enough to fill up the Lennox Mall
In the front lot, coke still movin' good
Guns sparke a lot
Hustlin' with family, partyin' with
D-Block and everything, 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 hole
And for the that I'm in the Dirty South
be bouncin' in the old Caddy
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