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Lil Jon Killas

you fuckin with You fuckin with the killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fukin realist niggas [Lil Jon

who you fuckin with You fuckin with the killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fukin realist niggas [Lil Jon

who you fuckin with You fuckin with the killas You fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas You fuckin with some killas You fuckin with the mutha fukin realist niggas [Lil Jon

used to have to sell rock cocaine Right now today, I'ma grab the mic and bring the pain Go fuckin' insane, everything I say goes straight to yo brain Lil' Jon

Area, VA, Miami, New York niggas, texas, You know! [hook] [Lil' Jon:] Ya'll niggas can't fuck wit my niggas ho! Pussy Nigga [x4] [chorus] [Lil' Jon

[Intro] [Intro: Lil' Jon] Yea What...What Check dis out right (Yea) Lil' Jon and the mufckin East Side Boyz The Kings of crunk Back at chu wit some new

[Intro: Lil' John talking] "Yeeeeah! (Yeeeeah!) It's been a long journey getting' to this motherfuckin' point of this Crunk Juice shit. (What?!) But we

dog, mutha****, in replace of a meal Give you a two hour car chase, flying through lakes and bushes Holding the wheel, still burning the swishes Exotic killas who bribe to kill

to my feet. Fuck with me, I'll leave you six feet deep R.I.P. TommyGunn he was a funny One he kept it G-Unot ! [Chours] [Lil' Jon Bridge] But you know