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lil jon & the east side boyz – grand finale (chopped & screwed) كلمات اغاني

[intro: lil jon & bun b, & michael watts]
swishahouse remix, n_gga
yeeeeah! (yeeeeah!)
it’s been a long journey getting to this motherf_ckin’ point
of this crunk juice sh_t (what?!)
but we done got to the last motherf_ckin’ song, n_ggas (last sh_t n_ggas!)
and i got five of the hottest motherf_ckin’ emcees in the world (okay), givin’ you that gangsta sh_t! (it’s ugk for life)
(free pimp c) it’s the motherf_ckin’ grand finale” (free pimp c)

[verse 1: bun b]
site
growin_growin’ doja in the bas_m_nt in that underwater garden (okay)
with heron in the back shed, dryin’ ’til it harden
makin’ hash up in the oven (man), with yayo on the hot plate
drain and dry in the freezer, it’s obvious we got weight
i said hard work, that’s soft work, even that wet work
built_in cliеntele so we ain’t gotta nеtwork
we alw_we always got work, so we ain’t gotta get work
and if you ain’t gettin’ your work from us, you bound to get jerked
we yayo experts, we been whippin’ the yola
since them crackas decided to take the coke out coca_cola
hold up roll, it’s the king of the trill, the underground as well
you can step in the ring when you feel; n_gga, just sound the bell
can’t stand the haters in this game, but the grind, i’m lovin’
pimpin’, we past all that pushin’, man, it’s time for shovin’
got_got the mask, got_got the strap, soon as i find the gloves
then we gon’ start exposin’ hoes like farhrenheit 9/11
[verse 2: jadakiss]
yeah
i’mma speak clearly ’cause i don’t think they hearin’ me
a n_gga_n_gga only fear is gettin’ charged with conspiracy
i can get it right to ya; sticky green, white to ya
wear whatever you want, bullets goin’ right through ya
if you stressin’ to get buried
my n_ggas’ll send you back to the essence in a hurry
sippin_sippin’ crunk juice, blowin’ dutchies in the chevy
s_s_sippin’ crunk juice, blowin’ dutchies in the chevy
sippin’ crunk juice, blowin’ dutchies in the chevy (uh)
try to figure me out, dawg, i’m light but i’m heavy
yellow_yellow lemonheads in the bezzie of the presi’
and yeah, anybody can rock, but d_block rock steady (d_block!)
feds don’t need no warrants ’cause y’all all informants
so i get higher than new york insurance
try to keep sh_t clean like florence
moved on up on the eastside ’cause i never lost endurance
and it’s all real n_ggas; if i ever get a license to carry
sh_t, that’s a license to k!ll n_ggas

[verse 3: t.i.]
i refuse to lose, i rather give these weak dudes the blues
and separate ’em from they jewels, teach ’em don’ts and do’s
i raise tools, make crews, make decisions confused
all spectators can say is, “this lil’ n_gga’s a fool”
a short fuse with some loose screws, some unscrewed
better prove, you n_ggas p_ssy as the moulan rouge
so who guardin’ who?
you know who did you know what to you know where
goin’ ‘gainst ’em’s too unfair
’cause everywhere you do a show we got kinfolk there
you know_you know i ain’t no more now that ten folk there
they ain’t powerful as the one at the end of your prayer
you run_you runnin’ for your life without a minute to spare
catch you dead to the right and melt the grease in your hair
when i go to war, it’s gon’ be an indecent affair
guarantee you nann real n_gga breathin’ll care
that at your funeral, just your parents and the preacher was there
hollow television name_dropper reachin’ for help
so i ain’t gotta say a word, pimp, you beatin’ yourself
you gon’ get what you deserve for disrespectin’ the game
any n_gga with the nerve to say another man name
any n_gga with the nerve to say another man na_
any n_gga with the nerve to say another man name
when that other man ain’t even present
and deny it when somebody ask him about it, that n_gga’s a lame
you like to lie on the mic, hide behind fame
i was a g when i came and that’s the way i remain
[verse 4: nas]
who is i? the egyptian_walker, f_ckers have a conniption
my existence persistent to bring foes misfortune
i dazzle_dazzle ’em, like the alderman, billy dee in mahogany
minus the perm, from the tiniest sperm
that the mightiest the almighty can muster
proj_project prophet, chronic blockage gives alzheimer’s to youngsters
amongst them is me, can’t remembers my beefs
with who? for what? they screw_face me up
my boo laced me up, balenciaga
flimsy condo with bimbos in south of key largo in pimp mode
the inf’ glow on his clothes and you know it’s over
hammer hit pin, pin hit sh_ll, from the sh_ll, the slug gonna chew ya
try not to lose me, i’ll try not to lose ya
mamma mamma mamma mamma sa mu maka_, fly to_fly to cuba
to chill with some politi_k!ll n_ggas who ill
’cause y’all n_ggas are losers, don’t get comfortable, n_ggas
say h_llo to mr. bad guy, get that cash
i’m the_i’m the last don you’ll ever know, so
here you go, y’all can take these thoughts
anyway, i’m chargin’ emcees a late fee cost
so when y’all done with my style, please break me off
but never make nas mad just in case we cross
’cause, ah, lately y’all don’t make me happy
to calm my nerve i need the herb gnc don’t carry
[verse 5: ice cube]
(who the f_ck is that?) it’s ice cube, motherf_cka
(he’s a maniac) no i’m a fool, motherf_cka
old school motherf_cka, blow through a motherf_cka
what you heard about a n_gga so true, motherf_cka
what you heard about a n_gga so true, motherf_cka
what you heard about a n_gga so true, motherf_cka
ugly_ugly and prettay, polish_polished and grittay
better_better than that n_gga tried to_tried to k!ll 50
n_ggas_n_ggas get sh_ttay when i come to their cittay
when i hit hit the spot that b_tch b_tch they like — she_she comin’ with me
i got_i got an ego big as t.o
i’m not_i’m not an eagle; b_tch, i roll a regal
gangstas_gangstas don’t dance, we boogie
i told you motherf_ckas, kobe didn’t take that p_ssy
get money, get paid, you can beat that sh_t
even if the d.a. is a piece’a sh_t
colorado got bravado, but eat that sh_t
another white b_tch lyin’ on the black d_ck
i flip_flippin’ like flapjacks, pimp_pimpin’ like black ‘lacs
give_give n_ggas flashbacks, they sweaty as ass cracks
i_i hit the tarmac, feel_feel like a carjack
nig_n_ggas get out, and vanish like star trek
so f_ckin’ incredible, i’m so f_ckin’ credible
no matter what happen, i’ll never turn federal
and that’s my report comin’ straight from cali
ice cube is the sh_t on this motherf_ckin’ grand finale

- lil jon the east side boyz

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