Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yeah, Yeah, artist - Killa Kyleon. Album song Welcome To Tha Hood, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 29.06.2004
Record label: B.H.O. - SoSouth
Song language: English
Yeah, Yeah |
Ok, this is DJ Dick-In-Ya-Mouth |
And this is D-A-Y-1 FM, 102.9 on ya radio dial |
And we looking for the real freak right now |
I’m gon take my first call |
First caller, you on the air |
(hey man, you think you could play that |
New Kyleon for me mayn) |
I make a bitch say yeah, like Ush' and Jon |
I like to put it in they face, when I bust my gun |
It’s big dick’ing over here, I can touch your lungs |
And when it come to bad bitches, I done fucked a ton |
Day 1 Fam playa, Kyle, Mack and Pretty Tony |
We take niggas bitches, you looking pretty lonely |
You say you a pimp, but you looking pretty phony |
I heard your chick eat dick, and she looking pretty hungry |
Got bitches that’ll dome me, all the way in Wyoming |
Cause the whip so clean, and the shoes so chromey |
Stop fucking with me homie, unless you ready to die |
Cause my bullets like pilots, they ready to fly |
And if you ready to buy, Killa got that work |
I got that ki that O-Z, I got that verse |
And that number one spot, Killa got that verse |
Cause I’m a pimp not a simp, how about that chuuch |
(*talking*) |
That’s what you wanted man |
This is DJ Dick-In-Ya-Mouth, mayn |
And that was my boy Killa Kyleon man |
It ain’t over, he got that heat |
For the streets man, him and his boy |
Dre Day, them Day 1 Fam boys |
Over there on that No' drive |
What’s up Beelow, and all rest of them boys |
Dee-Wee and Ron-Wee man, come back |
Tell 'em some’ing Kyleon hey, (hey) |
I’m getting money, continuously |
That’s why, these niggas envy a G |
Want me to breathe on your track, gon head send me a G |
And if the beat sound good, I might do it for three |
But, Kyleon can’t do it for free |
Put yourself in my shoes, would you do it for me |
Now you looking, for some shit to start |
The only Free I know, host 106 & Park |
Mayn, this ain’t no video show |
You niggas can’t fuck me, I ain’t a video hoe |
Nooo, it’s not finna happen |
Before I do that, Killa gon stop rapping |
Truth in the booth, there’s no more excuses |
So all you other whack lil' cats, just useless |
Get on your note, go home and regroup G |
Why you looking at the General, you need to salute me |
(*talking*) |
That’s right, Killa Kyleon ladies and gentlemen |
And this is, W-D-A-Y-1 FM |
102.9 on your radio dial, caller come on in caller |
Tell me some’ing (hey man, that’s what I’m |
Tal’n bout man, that’s the kinda shit I like to hear |
Right there man, the way boys be coming through |
Wrecking them flows man, that’s what I like to hear) |
Yeah alright, and we out of here mayn |
Killa Kyleon, Boss Hogg Outlawz (*gun shot*) |
I wanna dedicate this underground, to my cousin |
LeAndre Prescott, AKA Stankis, AKA Houston Stank |
We missing you forever, nigga I love ya |