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Utwór: Neva Eva

  • wykonawca: Lil' Jon
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     [Intro: Trillville (Lil Jon]
  (What, ugh)
  Get on my level ho (What!)
  Get on my level ho (You can't!)
  Get on my level ho (You can't!)
  Get on my level ho (What!)
  Get on my level ho (It's Trillville ho!)
  Get on my level ho (Lil' Scrappy ho!)
  Get on my level ho (It's BME ho!)
  Get on my level ho (Let's gooo!)
  
  ["Get on my level ho" repeated in background throughout song]
  
  [Hookx2: Trillville (Lil Jon]
  Bitch nigga you can neva eva, eva eva
  Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
  Get on my level ho (What!)
  Get on my level ho (What!)
  Get on my level ho (What!)
  Get on my level ho (What!)
  
  [Dirty Mouth]
  Get the fuck back, get the fuck back already
  I ain't playin' nann day
  Prove a nigga whatcha say
  Meet me anywhere, I don't care it don't matter to me
  Cause if ya fuckin' step, I'ma step in yo vicinity
  What, you think I'm a ho nigga please you ain't on my level
  Get some rank bitch while I'm diggin' ya grave with a shovel
  Time after time I ask myself is it really clever
  For you to get with me, bitch nigga you can neva eva
  Rank on my level, I'm pushin Chevrolet pedal
  If you niggas fuck with me I got that chrome, heavy metal
  Never settle for less but always strive for the best
  Most these niggas playin chief'll put ya straight to the test
  
  [Hook x2]
  
  [Don Peezy]
  My Benz, looka at my 'Ac
  Look at my Navi' and my 'Lac
  Get on my level, hell nah neva that
  I knew you wasn't real cause all ya do is chit-chat
  Always slizzle makin' sho' I stay gone
  Call us some broad to the Geor-Georgia Dome
  Tryin' to get with me is like naps through a comb
  They call me Don P AKA Corlio
  Up in the club with my Cartier's on
  Don't know if I'm high, drunk, or gettin' my roll on
  He on the cell "Can ya hear me" hell nah
  Get on my level, that's what I'm tryin' to tell y'all
  For real
  
  [Hook x2]
  
  [LA]
  LA off in this thang, get up on my level ho
  Bitch nigga you can neva eva, eva eva hang
  Bitch nigga step the fuck back and if ya think I'm jokin'
  Aks them niggas that tried to play us, see em' lyin' off in that coffin
  Trillville, ATL swangin' swangin' throwin' bows
  Got some niggas that be hatin' bustin' slugs at my foes
  If ya thinkin' you can fuck with a nigga like me
  Nah nigga get rich, Trillville and BME
  What the fuck you talkin' about "What you deep" nigga what!
  If a hater wanna hate then a hater gettin' bust
  We ain't hard to find nigga so why ya steadily talkin' shit
  I'm fixin' to sick my dogs ho
  Pussy nigga, get big nigga ho
  
  [Lil' Scrappy]
  Get crunk out ya brains when I spit this verse
  I'm a blood suckin' vampire, my venom is worse
  Head bustas deal with dangerous thirsts
  Shatter ya bones in ya chest and make ya motherfuckin' heart burst
  Don't worry now, best of the South on the map
  Knock yo thoughts out and leave yo brains on ya lap
  Don't touch my Kango shorty, what's wrong with you
  I might drop my fist back and knock yo grill through
  
  [Hook x2]
  
  [Lil Jon x8]
  Run around the motherfuckin' club
  
  

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