Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz Lyrics

Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz Lyrics

"Bia' Bia' Check In Lyrics"

Evangeline Lyrics
Sorrow for letting someone else define you Know who you are at every age What impression am I making? I see me as other people see me There is no going back I can't stop feeling now I am not the same, I'm growing up again I am not the same I'm growing up again There's no going back I can't stop feeling now I had to fantasize I was a princess, Mum and Dad were Queen and King I ought to have what feeling? I see me as other people see me There is no going back I can't stop feeling n

Big Kap
Ay yo check this out, supreme figga nigga Big Kap
Rockin' with Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte <Ludacris nigga>, $hort Dogg
<Ay tell them niggaz what's up though>
If you scared, get the fuck out the club nigga

Hook
Bia Bia <Get 'em up, get 'em up>
Why you actin' like a - like a <Push 'em off, push 'em off>
Bia Bia <Get 'em up, get 'em up>
Why you fussin' like a - like a <Push 'em off, push 'em off>
Bia Bia <Get 'em up, get 'em up>
Why you lookin' like a - like a <Push 'em off, push 'em off>
Bia Bia <Get 'me up, get 'em up>
Why you frontin' like a - like a <Push 'em off, push 'em off>
REPEAT

::Verse 1:: Well get 'em up <Get 'em up>
Put 'em up <Put 'em up>
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well get 'em up <Get 'em up>
Put 'em up <Put 'em up>
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo hands up
Well where you from nigga <Where you from>
Where you from nigga <Where you from>
God dammit motherfucka wh
Syringes In The Sandbox Lyrics
There once was a park where the kids used to go But not anymore 'cause their parents all know There's junkies and whores and bums drinking beer And the tragic event that happened last year Two kids were playing, digging in the sand One with a shovel and one with his hand Jabbed by a needle carrying hiv And now he's infected with the disease He found syringes in the sandbox He found syringes in the sandbox The cops just watch 'cause they're on the take Maybe the don't know what is at stake The lives of chil
ere you from <Where you from>
Well where you from nigga <Where you from>
Where you from nigga <Where you from>
God dammit motherfucka where you from <Where you from>
Well represent yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say fuck that clique
Represent yo shit - represent yo shit
Say fuck that clique - say fuck that clique
Well you scared <You scared>
You scared <You scared>
Stop actin' like a bitch you scared <You scared>
You scared <You scared>
You scared <You scared>
Stop actin' like a bitch you scared <You scared>

Hook

Chyna Whyte
Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours switch whips to keep the peoples off me
What you know about that No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I 'm lookin' 40
With three bricks in a 740
Bitch I ain't got time to party
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggaz
Over a hot Benigan's dinner
Thinkin' how I'ma cop the 6 at the beginnin' of winter
Chrome it ou
Last Time Lyrics
Stars fallen from the sky Down in the hell before the die Take your gun and come to fight Reading the book and waiting the night Faces come and go I feel disgrace begin to cry But the truth will never die And never change alone in my mind Darkness coming You can't hide Pray now And wait the night Look at the mirror Look at the sky It's sign of the Last Time
t and then fit it with timber, that's wood grain
What you ain't know, this a hood thang
All my thugs let ya wood swang
Bitches make ya ass clap
I'm takin' all y'all ASCAP and BMI
Catch me drivin' DUI
Look cause I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin' or die
Who on this track fuckin' with me, y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte the thug bitch with no feelin's inside
Motherfucka

Hook

Ludacris
Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold
Clear then I shot the globe
I clock the hoes, lock do's and drop the bows
I rock the shows
Pop, lock, and knock yo nose
You Bia Bia, I grab my .44 and mob the flo'
I mop and glow
The Feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the pain
Cock back and swing the thang
Yo girl mad cause she told me don't even bring the thang
And then I told her - I said it's cool, get at me
And then my voice got raaasty
Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my e
Don't Wait Too Long Lyrics
Written by Bob Welch. Night after night, day after day The dream I keep havin' just won't stay away And it's you that's the star with the famous name Gettin' all that you wanted taken away (chorus) Two headed coin, the other side is gettin' strong And saying good things come to those who wait But don't wait too long... Hold out a candle, look in my eyes You'll see a prisoner, just learnin' to lie How does it go ? Just like a whisper on the wind And the voice that gets louder befor
yes were dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some Eastside ways
So stop actin' like a Bia if yo ass ain't blaze

Hook

Too $hort
Bitch niggaz in the house tell me what's up
A nigga slapped you in the mouth and told you shut up
Somebody holler get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, told the pit bull to sick 'em
I know he wanna run but he can't he assed out
Punched him in his chin and then he passed out
Woke up with his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak motherfuckaz right in they mouth
You better stay out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
Cause niggaz will run up in yo ass like you a nasty bitch
You little bitch, that's what the callin' you
You'd be a damn fool to act like you ballin' dude
Mindin' yo business, they grabbed you by yo collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might as well fight
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a real life
You just a
Bia Bia