Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz Lyrics
Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz Lyrics
"Real Nigga Roll Call Lyrics"
Bullets In My Hairdo Lyrics
There's junk mail in my letterbox And all the catalogues I can't wait to buy it No matter what it costs The whistle of the sniper The crashing of the bombs Put a spring back in my step Keeps me feeling young And this shopping is a curse Everytime it's getting worse I got bullets in my hairdo The hairs on my shirt Many ways to spend your money There's not a lot to choose The tanks are rolling over My hundred dollar shoes You can never find a taxi To drive you into town I'm always in a hurry I won't g
There's junk mail in my letterbox And all the catalogues I can't wait to buy it No matter what it costs The whistle of the sniper The crashing of the bombs Put a spring back in my step Keeps me feeling young And this shopping is a curse Everytime it's getting worse I got bullets in my hairdo The hairs on my shirt Many ways to spend your money There's not a lot to choose The tanks are rolling over My hundred dollar shoes You can never find a taxi To drive you into town I'm always in a hurry I won't g
Real Nigga Roll Call Lyrics
(feat. Ice Cube)
[Lil' Jon talking:]
Yeah!
Right about now (whats up)
It's time for the real nigga roll call
Now when you hear your city or state (Uh Huh) being called
You put your motherfuckin' middle finger up in this bitch
ATL, St. Louis, Alabahma, Chicago, The Carolina's, Naptown,
DC, The Bay Area, VA, Miami, New York niggas, texas, You ain't know!
[hook]
[Lil' Jon:]
Ya'll niggas can't fuck wit my niggas ho![pussy niggaz] [x4]
[chorus]
[Lil' Jon and Ice Cube:]
Mothafuck that nigga! [x4]
Mothafuck that bitch! [x4]
[Lil' Jon:]
Ya'll niggas!
Some old ass flexin' ass flauntin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some real ass trill ass niggas!
Ya'll niggas!
Be some ho ass pussy ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some head-bussin' gangsta ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some runnin' and scarey ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some Roy Jone beat ya ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some cake and handcuffin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some "Send them hoes out!" ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some tricking &
Sparks Are Gonna Fly Lyrics
Recent years were unsung I light 'em up Burning my horoscope Recent fears I've undone I give 'em up Sick of my bogus ghost Rising up it reached my highest line C'mon Daisy don't drown me this time I'm living in fits can't get myself ripped Don't make me no criminal I'm easily moved, it don't leave me no room Don't make me no criminal Rising up it reached my lowest line I had bad ideas and ballast on my mind Now the sparks are gonna fly 'cos I'm turned on again Burning up the future I'm taking off I'm ta
quot;Don't pay them hoes!" ass niggas!Recent years were unsung I light 'em up Burning my horoscope Recent fears I've undone I give 'em up Sick of my bogus ghost Rising up it reached my highest line C'mon Daisy don't drown me this time I'm living in fits can't get myself ripped Don't make me no criminal I'm easily moved, it don't leave me no room Don't make me no criminal Rising up it reached my lowest line I had bad ideas and ballast on my mind Now the sparks are gonna fly 'cos I'm turned on again Burning up the future I'm taking off I'm ta
My Niggas!
Be some Don Juan pimpin' ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some 22 havin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some chopper street sweepin' ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Them ol' half ounce sellin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some dirty bird movin' ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some kissin' security ass, ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Fuck them hoes and let 'em know ass niggas!
[Hook]
[Chorus]
[Ice Cube:]
See I'ma mean nigga
Youse afraid nigga
Ol' pretend nigga
Smile and grin nigga
I hate a false nigga
Diana Ross nigga
So if ya lost nigga
Meet tha boss nigga
He's a super nigga
Grin and groupa nigga
Act stupid nigga
I'll fuckin' nuke a nigga
Cuz youse a happy nigga
And ima nappy nigga
Fuckin' scrappy nigga
Meet ya pappy nigga
Its Ice Cube nigga
And Little Jon nigga
So if ya crunk nigga
Keep it crunk nigga
To you punk nigga
Feel tha bump nigga
Get yo testifyin ass in tha trunk nigga
You wanna tell nigga?
I'll drop a shell nigga
Send a frail nigga
Str8 ta hell nigga
Shirley was a lady whose teeth were made of gold She danced before the music and everything it told Huckleberry Grove Where the music plays into tomorrow night Huckleberry Grove Only fools would need to argue or to fight Shirley had eight children and each of them were told You got joy for singing burning in your soul Huckleberry Grove Where the idiots can't ease you of your mind Huckleberry Grove Take a free train, leave your luggage far behind Oh she sings shangri-la Oh she sings shangri-la Shirle
Helta-skelta nigga
And when I belt a nigga
God help a nigga!
[hook]
[chorus]
[Lil Jon Talking:]
Yeah!
I see you and your lil clique up in tha club nigga
I see ya'll niggas over there talkin' and shit
But you know what nigga
Bitch niggas get dealt wit motherfuckin' real quick! Get 'em Cube!
[Ice Cube:]
Here we come boy
Real niggas shoot ta kill betta run boy
Or you can tell me how I feel as a
Real nigga
Which nigga
Go get a bitch nigga
No better
Hoes better do what I say
Cuz I'm insane in tha brain (insane in the brain)
Bitch I got Rick James in my veins
Real niggas never change
We just let it bang
Roll thru tha gutter lane
Daddy said let 'em hang
And cut 'em like its butter man
Skeet skeet skeet
Naw thats tha other man
Cuz my skeet never LEAKED
OUT THIS RUBBER mayne
TNA ain't workin' niggas DNA
That crazy bitch'll have ya ass off E&J
Fake niggas got these real bitches bein' gay
Til my peoples come around its like night and day
Now she wanna change her god and the way she pray
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My Little Love Lyrics
I've got a song that it is my mind, my little love who is never unkind I'm a poet and I'm better off dead. These are the words she said Down by the breadline pickin' up dough, hand me the guitar, there I'll go I would rather make a living instead, instead of bein' in the red My little love from the world outside, helpin' me keep, turnin' the tide Come and meet me by the neon light. And I'm hopin' you'll make it alright I'll do anything you see fit, my little love My little love movin' in my soul, my little love who will never turn coldc niggas all know thats tha playa way
[hook]
[chorus]
[Lil Jon:]
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggas ain't shit
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggas ain't shit
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth
We real niggas from tha east
And we act a fuckin' beast
We real niggas from tha east
And we act a fuckin' beast
We gangsta niggas from the west
Puttin holes in ya vest
We gangsta niggas from the west
Puttin holes in ya vest
My midwest niggas hard
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card
My midwest niggas hard
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card
And down south we set if off
Blow ya fuckin' face off
And down south we set if off
Blow ya fuckin' face off (real nigga roll call!)
By: Lil Kiki form dat N.A.P.
I've got a song that it is my mind, my little love who is never unkind I'm a poet and I'm better off dead. These are the words she said Down by the breadline pickin' up dough, hand me the guitar, there I'll go I would rather make a living instead, instead of bein' in the red My little love from the world outside, helpin' me keep, turnin' the tide Come and meet me by the neon light. And I'm hopin' you'll make it alright I'll do anything you see fit, my little love My little love movin' in my soul, my little love who will never turn cold
[hook]
[chorus]
[Lil Jon:]
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggas ain't shit
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggas ain't shit
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya fuckin' mouth
We real niggas from tha east
And we act a fuckin' beast
We real niggas from tha east
And we act a fuckin' beast
We gangsta niggas from the west
Puttin holes in ya vest
We gangsta niggas from the west
Puttin holes in ya vest
My midwest niggas hard
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card
My midwest niggas hard
Quick ta pull ya fuckin' card
And down south we set if off
Blow ya fuckin' face off
And down south we set if off
Blow ya fuckin' face off (real nigga roll call!)
By: Lil Kiki form dat N.A.P.