Example:
Lil Jon
Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!)
Theres a lotta
fuck niggaz in the club tonight
(fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
but its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
cause me and my clique we don't give a fuck nigga
Trick Daddy,
Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon
Hook
Lets
Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know)
I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know)
I'm bout to fuck a nigga up, Lets Gooooo! (Lets Gooooo!)
Trick Daddy
If you want some, come get some
cause where I'm from we tote big guns
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it
And I want answers now who, what, where when and why
see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that ain't my style
And he who he gonna get and what he gonna do
Run up on me if he want to
Out there impressin his homies
But he stood up in front of his mama
I mop up the flo wit 'em
And I
kick in the door and let the .44 get 'em
I got fools that'll go get 'em
That's some crew and the dudes that run wit 'em
Hook
Twista
Gotta spit for the murderers, and the killers, and the thugsters
That be fuckin up the ballers, and the dealers, and the hustlers
Got me comin at you bogus in the V.I. while they bumpin Lil Jon
I'm a brush ya
It's the psycho nigga twista from Chicago rollin with the Miami nigga
That'll crush ya
We already been lookin for drama
if a nigga try to get into it then we still gotta get 'em
Feelin {?} Twista that could never beat you
All up in here standin here
testin {?}
Got me swingin Cryst-y and Hennessy bottles
in the club with my thug homies goin for the scrilla
Don't get it twisted with that "
Overnight Celebrity"
You better be scared of me in my city I'm a killer
Hook
Trick Daddy
I ain't that rappin type
arright
and I that actin type arright
this sulphane in my script
I'm a play on you and you just a square
see, once that hennessy into
me the whole industry is my enemy
If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me
bitch don't pretend to be
I'm strictly for the thugs
I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood
That moments ghetto (ghetto)
Got me deep in gats for you
wheezly cats
I'm straight out the county of Dade
played on fire nigga M-I-A
never
gone south of the border
americas most wanted you gonna get slaughtered
Hook 2x
Trick Daddy
The AK go
chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop
The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire
and chingy balla baby
You know the definition of a balla
(uh hu) That's me
C-H-I-N-G to the Y
Let me explain it to you though
Chorus
I'm a balla (say what) high, roller baby (baby, baby)
Shot caller (that's right) ain't nobody this crazy (like me)
You a hater (you a hater) why you tryin' to play me (I don't think he know)
Fake player (fake player) ain't nobody killin (hey, I'm a ball for real)
(oh, oh, oh)
Chingy
Girl I know you do the nasty (nasty)
I could tell when ya (when ya) walked past me (past me)
And your proud I looking flashy
Errrthings on your mind
Just ask me
I know my errrrelated stuff wasky (wabbit)
Carrots all in the
dezzy
It's a habbit (uh)
Wurrs my cash
outside I gotta Benz and Jag (both
sittin on chrome)
Is she down for gettin dirty with a 'get it' boy
All I need is one night just hit it boy
After the club we can checkin at five-star telly
Get a suite an let me put somethin in your belly
What's your name sheena
(ah) that you was shelly
Don't matta
four o'clock
Just be ready
Foreva
solja probably won't come back from your momma
Must we think that's where ya get your back from
Chorus
Chingy
Now I know we keep it crackin ask 'em and brit (what's up)
The girls on us so dirty who you rollin wit (V-I-P)
From
Magic City to the pink slip in
the Lou (Lou)
them chicks love the diamonds that I get from rob jewels
We been in the spot maaaan hang up flirtin
We be surrounding by girls man and I ain't burpin
All I know is money cash, sex, and j
And I got all three no I don't play (don't play)
Chicks call me
Drama King like
KaySlay (KaySlay)
Cause in the bed I bring it (yeah) night and day
Lettin rounds off in 'em like an AK
You leavin wit me tell me is it free or do I have to pay, (what you say)
Chorus
Chingy
I like them black, white, Puerto Rican, or Haitian
Like Japanese, Chinese, or even Asian (okay)
Don't matter what colour on this occasion, (fo sho)
Like
smoke take a hit of what I'm blazin
I said to god it's me girls praisin
Meet me at about 6 at the days inn
5 of 'em, 1 of me, I'm feelin caged in
I'm a pimp, I'm gonna keep on playin
You know I love 'em for that one night, (one night)
I could take on ten with my one pipe, (one pipe)
Knock 'em all like a
bowlin pin on site, (on site)
Make 'em soak, change, girl lookherre you better
get your mind right
(cause...)
Chorus until fade