| Come on, yeah OK
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| Motherfucker, y’all know who it is
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| Lil' Jon, them motherfuckin' East Side Booooyz
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| I got my nigga Jadakiss with me too (D-Block, live son)
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| We gon' do this for all the real motherfuckin' niggas
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| (Uh uh uh uh yo)
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| Holla at them niggas J, come on
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| Yeah, Kiss name known, matter fact, Kiss name blown
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| And bitches always wanna hit me like I just came home
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| But I still put the tools in ya mouth
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| Niggas know that I’m a monster on the East, but I’m huge in the South
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| This is evil in the trenches and everybody starvin'
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| So to get the money right we put the deisel on the benches
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| «Down Bottom"feel like the ol' days
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| Fuckin' with the corn liquor ridin' around listen to O’Jays
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| When we loadin' the clip every slug gotta catch
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| When you goin' to war every thug got his match
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| SS baby, blue Impala with the mack in it
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| Big gold cup with rhinestones with my pack in it
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| It’s like the jungle but the broads is fine
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| And if they ain’t puffin' crippie, then this Georgia fine
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| Listen, I’m the wrong nigga to style with
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| My motherfuckin' problem to reconcile with
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| Nigga what
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| We knockin' heads off, yeah
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| We knockin' heads off, yeah
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| We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off yeah
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| We knockin' heads off, yeah
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| We knockin' heads off, yeah
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| We knockin' heads off, motherfuckin' heads off yeah
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| You wanna go nigga
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| Let’s go ho
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| You wanna go nigga
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| Let’s go ho
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| You wanna go nigga
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| Let’s go ho
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| You wanna go nigga
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| Let’s go ho
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| What… what…what…what…what
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| We lettin' it go nigga
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| Let’s go ho
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| We lettin' it go nigga
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| Let’s go ho
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| We lettin' it go nigga
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| Let’s go ho
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| What… what…what…what…what
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| Pussy… niggas…lay it… down
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| Me and my… niggas…fixin'…clown
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| Pussy… niggas…lay it… down
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| Me and my… niggas…fixin'…clown
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| We throw our… fuckin'…click up
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| We give a fuck if you don’t…like us
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| We throw our… fuckin'…click up
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| We give a fuck if you don’t…like us
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| Don’t…like…them…niggas
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| Can’t…stand.that…bitch
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| Don’t…like…them…niggas
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| Can’t…stand.that…bitch
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| We’ll…shut the… club down
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| If y’all…niggas…wanna clown
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| We’ll…shut the… club down
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| Bitch… say…something now
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| Whaaaat… Whaaaaat
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| Y’all know when the beat breakdown and shit
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| What’s up, what’s up
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| It’s time to get motherfuckin' buck wild in this biiiitch
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| Now this what I want y’all niggas to do, what’s up
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| All the real niggas and ladies out there, OK
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| Y’all need to repeat after me, right now
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| I ain’t scared of no nigga, I ain’t scared of no bitch
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| I ain’t scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin' click
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| I ain’t scared of no nigga, I ain’t scared of no bitch
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| I ain’t scared of nobody in ya motherfuckin' click
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| Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck that shit man
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| Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck that shit man
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| Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck that shit man
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| Man fuck that shit nigga, fuck that shit
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| Yeah, BME ho, we up out this bitch
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| Ruff Ryders ho, what’s up
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| But before we leave
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| I gotta let my nigga tell you his name
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| I’m Holiday Styles, where the fuck you thuggin' at
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| I knock off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat
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| P’ll go to war and ain’t never have to bring a nigga
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| My gun is armed and my bullets like a finger nigga
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| Call up Lil' Jon and them East Side Boyz
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| All I need is a lil' bomb and them East Side toys
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| You can catch me in the Dirty South, I got a dirty mouth
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| Sittin' on the roof with the fuckin' 30−30's out
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| I told you I’m a menace y’all
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| I got enough guns to fill up the Lennox Mall
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| In the front parking lot, coke still movin' good
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| Guns still sparke a lot
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| Hustlin' with family, partyin' with murderers
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| D-Block and everything, shit you probably heard of us
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| Yeah I’m a Ryder nigga, you ain’t got a gun
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| Or a motherfuckin' knife, you ain’t even gon' try us
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| I’ll leave you with a hole daddy
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| And for the fact that I’m in the Dirty South
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| I’ll be bouncin' in the old Caddy
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| What — motherfucker |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Knockin Heads Off , by - Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz. Song from the album Kings of Crunk, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп