Trillville Şarkı Sözleri ( Lyrics )

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:34

Be Real

If you a thug my nigga be a thug
if you sell drugs my nigga then sell drugs
if you gonna rap about it be trill about it
and dont say shit if you can't Be Real about it

Comin up as a child my city was hell
My moma was the best soldier, dad stayed in out of jail
I came robbin and kickin in doors then on my behalf and 17 old
But ya see shorty, My mom was a G
she made it real easy for my sista and me
She did what she had to do, and got out the damn crowd like a nigga would do
Talkin about pimpin, o she did that too
I got robbed and this old nigga took all my loot
And I was just 12 years old on 13 skin and bones thats why I thank my heart to sell dope
I gives a **** about none of you hoes
All you fake thugs think about is grills and gold, and pressin these doors
(shorty) and cakin these hoes
Ima pimp, I spend my time makin these hoes

Nobody loves me so I guess I stay to myself
A nigga thinkin bout change comtemplating my death
Fell my pain as it reigns all over a nigga
and the only way I can get away is weed and liquor
Fukin niggaz up on the daily if they didnt pay me
Niggaz pullin guns on me damn near drove me crazy
Young nigga went to school just to sell some dope
A lil crazy ass nigga wit a knife in his coat
And in the streets broke heathens went through drama especially
moma swung on a nigga, I stabbed the bitch in her head (nigga)
I dun scratch my head unless it itchs
an I dun smoke unless I'm bustin at you hatin bitchs
nigga we was brave to die, dont be askin me why
Ill rather hustle in the cold cuz niggaz sprayin wit fire
All the childhood fixins wit tha devil inside the kitchen
Got my mind on my gun and I'm finna pull a pistol

[Bohagen]
You see the streets, they'll shallow you whole, mind body and soul
And leave you in a ditch wit no shoes and clothes
Waitin for the trash collector
Follow me mind selector to the ghetto sector
They'll kill you over thirty dollars
I seen a man cut wit a dirty bottle blood squirted on his shirt and collar
I heard him holla a sound that I cant forget
Ran home, watched cartoons and ain't said shit
And to this day moma thought I was young, hungry, and poor (par)
while she was at the church praising the lord
I made through amazingly unscarred
She had to be praying cuz I made it by the grace of the god
Im proud of my hard times, I spit hard rhymes
Bible in one hand, the other hand 9
dreaming of naming streets and boulevards mine
Grab yo piece of the pie, the other parts mine...

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:36

Bitch Niggaz

Bitch nigazz don't know me,
Bitch nigazz don't know me,
Bitch nigazz don't know me,
Bitch nigazz don't know me,

So stay away from hoe niggaz,
So stay away from hoe niggaz,
So stay away from hoe niggaz,
So stay away from hoe niggaz,

[Dirty Mouth]

Dis generation im livin, its nothin but this lil pimpin,
Im breakin niggaz like wody,
but nothin but game i been given,
stay away from weak nigazz, consolidating my figures,
But if you cross the roadpass
And put a 10 to yo liva,
I gives a **** about hoes,
I gives **** about trick,
Cuz the only thing a hoe can do is To slob and nob on my dick,
So who in the you been wit,
A snappin fishes like dis,
And put the lock on yo shit and leave you dead in a ditch,
My ammunition is lethal like danny glover im armed,
Wit some shit to bust yo head if yo hoes in alarm, so back the ****
Out my face before you get yo ass slung, wit dis AKA-47 aim'in Write
At yo heart.

[LA]
Bitch nigga you don't know me
So why in the **** you try'n to
Hate,
Runnin your mouth just like some Hoe,
Bitch thats the closest thing to Fake,
All in my face just like its cool But i see right through this shit,
Talkin bout dat u my folk,
No nigga you's a bitch,
Get back boy,
I'ma be gettin laid up in this bitch, What, nigga time and time again, I done told you better
duck nigga, Cuz if ya fake stay the **** away
Cuz i don't like ya bitch, All my niggaz no ya,
an they know dat you's a stay trick,
all ****ed up to tell ya that i ain't gon make me show ya
1, 2, 3, 4, Nigga
(Grrrraaaaaaa)
Motha****a what it is,
Eye'in me bitch hoe ass nigger,
You just stepped up in some shit and You ready to duck quick,
Run motha****a stay away from real Shit, Bitch nigga might not like it
I don't like it either bitch
Pussy nigga get back
Pussy nigga get slapped
Pussy nigga get split
Pussy nigga get threshed

[Don Peezy]

Next time me and you
Cause ain't never wanna meet'cha
Yo always talkin' the bullshit
Hell no you ain't neva future
You always talkin' like a preture
But you some of the bullshit
You can meet me at the club nigga
**** the poolpit nigga
**** the damn altar nigga
I ain't sayin' salter nigga
Speakin of me let's meet at
The parken' lot
With all my damn nigga
So then we can go on and figure out
Who Real and who Fake
Cause i see through
You like glass nigga
So go ahead break
I'm not I'm the super
AKA slash, slash up in your face
Talkin' the bullshit
Another garbage and i'll
Push you away
Strike 1, Bad Mistake
Strike 2, Bad Mistake
World Series Championship
Ain't nothin' nothin' about me rich!

[Lil' Scrappy]

Scrap Y'all, Scrap Y'all
Woooooo!
Ain't that some muh****in' shit
Talkin' like you know me
Gonna get your punk ass hit
Put that down that's weed in the air
Keep jumpin' in my face
Im gonna knock the dreads
Out yo hair
Who that be BME you know me
Niggas tesin my clique
I'm a show ya that im a G
Yea thats the same nigga
****in' your daughter
With the pimpin' out so hard
They gonna call it hoe slaughter
Sayin' im bitch shorty
Who that me playa
Even bitches save me for that
I'll never date ya
Now hoes out your face
Can you transelate
Talkin all that garbege
I'll make ya dicipitate...

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:38

Crank It

[Lil Scrappy]
Hey, hey, hey [repeats during hole thing]
We on top of the world boy
Crank it (o-k-k-k)
On top of the mothafukin world (k-k-k)
This ya boy Lil Scrappy
We feelin to crank shit up
(Yea) we feelin to crank shit up
We feelin to crank shit up
Now crank it up a notch
(Yea) Crank it up a notch
Crank it up a notch
Crank it up a notch
Its goin down like this ya'll
A-town, your town
I love everybody you no what im sayin all them thug niggas
We got crunk niggas on the right, (o-k-k-k)
I say we got crunk niggas on the left (o-k-k-k)
We gonan tell all u crunk niggas to get nasty (that's what it is)
Now we'll knock a hatta out (cuz)
Cuz we some head bussaz
Im just bein me
Crank it up a notch (im just bein me)
Crank it up a notch (step your game up)
Im just bein me
Im just bein me
Prince of crunk
Take it to another mothafukin song
That's just a intro (Crank it)

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:40

Get Some Crunk In Yo System

Get some crunk in yo system (See)
Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!)
Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas)
Get some crunk in yo system (They ain't seen me yet)
Get some crunk in yo system (But they Still talkinf)
Get some crunk in yo system (**** a slide, I'ma just swing)
Get some crunk in yo system (A, B, Yall niggas could nevah see me)

[Trillville (Pastor Troy)]

Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon)
Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon)
Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon)
Get some crunk in yo system (Yeah!)

[Dirty Mouth]
I can feel it, ya hater's don't like it
They see me at a show, them niggas get excited
Cause they think they fixing ta get me, but nigga i'm a riot
By myself I'ma riot, so nigga don't try it
Gun's I collect em, gun's for protection
Gun's for that nigga that try me and learned a lesson
Cause they don't say B.S'n, I'm good with my weapon
Ain't never been a lame in the game I respect it
I'm looking for trouble, my own label just found out that I'm a monster
But it's too late cause I done signed for, a hundred or something
Ain't nothing I'm ruthless, still producing
Cut me a check or you'll find yo self toothless
I'm Don Corleone, Keep it trill with no confusing
Niggas say I'm trill
They ain't hard I can prove it... yeaaaah

[Trillville (Pastor Troy)]

I'm sipping on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose
Niggas getting bunk and shit, dranking all the grey goose
Throwing signs up in the air, representing from where they came
It's the same shit in the club, niggas fighting man.
Throwing bows and breaking chairs, niggas pulling hoes hair.
Running through the club with they click cause they don't care
Screaming out whateva side, all my niggas down to ride
If you think I'm lying then you pussy niggas bet not try
I'ma let you know, that I never been the scary ho
Busting niggas brain yo, for ****ing with my game ho
Then leave yo ass chained tho, in the the middle of your yard.
I'ma pull yo card, for acting hard, down the boulevard nigga (c'mon)

[Trillville (Pastor Troy)]

Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works
Take off my ****ing shirt, I'm rapping to the dirt
I'm rapping to the grave, I'm rapping for the A
I'm riding 21, on my Impala son
I'm smoking big dro, I'm with the red ho.
Her cousin got that blow, we kicked that nigga door
Off the hinges, I'm relentless
I represent this, can I get a witness (Amen)
Amen , I works hard for the south
These niggas playing hard wit they thumb in they mouth
The house, the car, these bitches busting out they bras
Just so they can show they titties to a star.
Baby my doors ajar, the passenger too
I'm ready to ride, so whats up boo? (yeaaah)
Keeping it real,
Keeping it trill
Repping the ville,
I sho will...

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:43

Gone

Gone
go ahead and buck den,stop trippin actin like u scared to buck

u can buck if u wanna buck motha****a (git gone) and be an example fo da mothasuckaz (gone gone)

[Bohagon]

I really ain't givin a **** and even if I did,still wouldn't hesitate to split yo weed,pop back
at a wimp like ??
through da pure ass magic I disappear in traffic,a lot of folks gon hate cuz dey know I'm a fool
and dey know I'ma shit,I finally git out da school,if I spit out da tools,I'll spit out da
bluez,don't bug it and confuse,I will not lose,I come through on shoes and why 2 hoes choose,on u
know who,I have no clue,I just do wat I do,I just know wat I know,I'ma tell u once nigga don't
**** wit Bo

[lil scrappy]

straight leggin up on folks wit da dubs or digits,I'll hit yo ass so hard,feel like tearin
midgits,man wat if u say u don't like me,but I don't take(?) and threats so likely,I'm a G,take
it to da streets,its about to go down when I pull da heat,if u can't stand ma click u can kiss ma
ass(kiss ma ass)**** around make ya jump inda grass,but dat ain't it and dat ain't all,ma name is
scrappy I love to brawl,gots to say dat I'm a hard head,got best inma blud cuz I'm a third bread
yeah!

[Bohagon]

we bout to crank it up city to city,let me know if u wit it,if da girl is pretty,could u show us
some titties,if da hoes are silly,if da hoes are dilly,put da hoes to a coast where dey(?)in
business,I'm a country legend GA I'm reppin,I pull ma weapon,dat girl ain't laughin,she blew ma
brains, bitch do yo thang,got da pussey befo I knew yo name,most niggaz are fake,most niggaz are
hate,dey can't wait,dey try to take wats on yo plate,wat u thank dis is must not thank dis real,I
pull da steel,don't u think yo cap can't get killed...

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:44

Head Bussa

We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz
We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz

I'm made up my mind that I'ma strike (background - wha wha ...)and I'm ready to fight
Checkin out my steel killin every punk nigga in site
We expite, I knew you bitches didn't wanna brawl (uh what you say?)
Bitch I'll swang on all of y'all
I'm the beast from the east, wit da fangs on my teeth
I'll murder all of y'all bitches in da middle of da street
And I don't give a **** if you don't like me
Straight knock yo ass out in to captivity
Down south, I'll ride, shoot and kill homicide
It be nothin shawty till the day that I die
We strive, on tearin heads up !
And everywhere we go we gon tear dat bitch up
We don't give a **** about havin no click
The A got my back and ain't takin no shit
Excuse me shawty, get the **** out my face
Befo' we get mad and shoot up the whole place

We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz
We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz

I speak my mind, cuz bitin my tongue hurt
Murder yo ass and lyrics and put ya face on a shirt
I'm a motha****in rida, cuz I thought y'all knew
And I reppin nothin even it's twenty of you
I think it's plenty of you that really want da shawty dead
Watch what ya said lil shawty, I'm makin bread
**** all y'all born hataz wit hatred blood to match
A long way but plus I roll wit G's and Gat'z
And shawty matter of fact these trill g's and dub's
We ain't talkin behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust
I'm by myself, but bein alone makes you strong
I stepped out the porch young, so shawty I been grown

We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz
We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz

ATL off da chain down here
Ya come wit dat gat and no action, you gon disappear
You walk in da club, it's tight like brass knuckles
Straight info on hata like be chumpin off turned brothas
Beatin in ya door with dat clip on da tech
Beatin down ya block in that 89' Chevy
Tellin stupid bros we throwin bows that we ready
Screamin "swang shawty" to da boys dat can't stand me
Yeah shawty - I'ma ATL slugga
Knockin out heads on you pussy motha****az
Shawty be sayin "scrap you cool boy"
But I known in my heart dat I'ma headbussa boy !

We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz
We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz...

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:47

Neva Eva

[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]

[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 **** back, get the **** up out my way
I ain't playin' nann day
Pussy nigga whatcha say
Meet me anywhere, I don't care it don't matter to me
Cause if ya ****in' 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
You ain't on my level, I'm pushin Chevrolet pedal
If you niggas **** 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

[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

[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 **** 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 **** with a nigga like me
Nah nigga get rich, Trillville and BME
What the **** 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 mother****in' heart burst
Don't worry now, prince 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 cock my fist back and knock yo grill through

[Lil Jon]
Run around the mother****in' club...

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:50

No Problem

[Trillville]
You can get crunk in the club
Roll wit your hood
Get stomped in the club
Or you could get buck in the club
Get ****ed up in the club
Nigga we don't give a ****
But you don't want no problem (Problem)
But you don't want no problem (Problem)
But you don't want no problem with me
Cuz BME we be 50 deep

You don't wanna be dead in the streets
Mouth full of blood and soaked from the heat (Ooo)
Why you tryna act hard as hell
And you know damn well you don't wanna feel the shell
Nigga I been down by a lot
Gun to my head, pressed dead to the wall
I got big balls and bullets like baseballs
Split ya dome, put you straight, knock out all ya'll
Hell no them boys don't play
Straight nuts to ya face
Put your pistol away
And don't weed to my head
I pray for the folks in the club gettin scared
Got a problem with that

Hold em back, hold em back
Man **** that nigga
**** that hold em back
Gotta push that nigga
Hold em back, hold em back
Push that nigga
**** that hold em back

Hey shawty it's on
Goddamnit it's on
Keep poppin in my face and get popped in the dome
Learn to rush motha****as
It's gonna hurt
If a nigga fall
That's when shit gets worse
The problem with you niggas is
You just talk too much
Man swang on a nigga and **** his ass up
And you can walk on by with your nuts in a tub
I'll be your ? if you really won't get crunk
In the A we don't play them games
We just stack and slang and load up them things
Gettin buck if you wanna and catch a bow
Keep your pretty ass gull, beat your ass, and take your hoe...

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:52

Some Cut

What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up)
Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts)
Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut)
Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah)
Well give me you number and I'll call (I'll call)
And I'll follow that ass in the mall (in the mall)
Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls)
While I'm beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah)

This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what's the business baby
I've been eyeing you all day in the mall miss lady
You looking good, I think I seen your ass in the hood
With your friends dressed up, trying to front if you could
But anyway, gone and drop a number or something
So I can call you later on,on your phone or something
Take you home, and maybe we could bone or something
It's no limits to what we do,cause tonight we cutting, gut busting
I'm digging in your walls something viscious
With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut someting serious
You delirious,or might I say you taste so delicious
With your pretty brown skin, like Almond Joys and Kisses
And you ah certified head doctor
Number one staller that takes dick in the ass and won't holler
Bend you over and I"ll follow you straight to the room
Where it goes down lovely in the Leagon of Doom

Shit, you know the deal before a nigga even stepped
Damn that ass hot, seems like it's gone melt
You know I give it to you til you run out of breathe
Then bust a nut all over yourself
The first time I called, you were juggling on my balls
In and out of your jaws, I was beating down your walls
Had your ass breaking laws for a player was the cause
And every time you seen a G you was slipping off your drawers, I recall
I met your ass at the mall, in the fall
You the one with the dress on, let me take you home
Show your ass how to buss a nut, up in the guts
Cut you up like you ain't been cut
From the back (back) then to the side (side) to the front
Turn around, you down to ride
I smack them thighs, anyway that you want me
So gone see about a pimp and that monkey
And that's fo' sho

What's the buiseness baby, can I get in them drawes
I like the way your hands rub against my balls
Cause you the one, a nigga met at south dekalb mall
With your pretty brown skin, thick thighs and all
135 petite, and your smell is unique
Maybe we can exchange numbers and hook up in the week
Oh, You a freak, I knew it from the first time I saw you
The way you played with your tongue, I knew right then I would call you
So what it is, they call me Super Don from the ville
And I'ma tell you like this, cause a nigga so real, and stay trill
Cause all I wanna do is just drill, with that ass in the air, and the pussy I kill
And I feel, you love to **** up on a hill
Suck dick from behind, and take nut in your grill
So bitch chill, and shut your mouth just for a second
While I lay this dick down on you just like I'm Teddy...

Trillville

**Prenses** · 07.09.08, 13:54

Weakest Link

[Don P]

as far as I can see you're a bitch to me
you the weakest link goodbye
as far as I can see you're a bitch to me
you the weakest link goodbye

[Don P]
they always askin me why I say yaa
cause I mean what I say and I agree with myself
and imma keep it real, and you should keep believing
cause if you don't you the weakest link and you should be leavin
twerk that shit in the lane and my name they be screamin
like Michael Vick im talking shit, playin this field
so I aint need no reason to knock you out the projects
juzt take your fukin wallet, im makin a fukin profit
and you niggas cant stop me, like you tryn 2 catch my ass
im ready to shot a nigga when all you do is fukin pass
the last day of class, soo aint no need to ask
cause I aint the teacher, I wont let you pass
im Don AKA, slash Corleone
whoo started his own shit, who put us all on
and the bows been thrown, and the guns been cocked up
now the only thing left 2 get rid of you fukin talkers
as far as I can see you're a bitch to me
you the weakest link goodbye
as far as I can see you're a bitch to me
you the weakest link goodbye

[Big Mouf]
purple tray and niggas always like to talk that bullshit
ima let you feel it when these bullets start to talking spit
rite out the barrel of my rueger at you lame hoes
this is how it goes when my gun done put a hole
rite threw your dome, cuz my chrome is my only friend
niggas don't pretend to be down when you wasn't in
you smiling in my face imma stab you in the fukin back
dressed in all black, with the tech ready to attack
nigga you aint hard imma take yo ass up off the map
peelin niggas cap talking shit runnin at their trap
im realest nigga that you niggas eva seen before
imma let you know, I aint never been a scary hoe
not your average joe, left your spleen on your fukin top
nigga pop pop as I cock back the fukin glock
niggas need to start, tryn to talk down on my game
imma do the same, to their ass as I buss their brain

as far as I can see you're a bitch to me
you the weakest link goodbye
as far as I can see you're a bitch to me
you the weakest link goodbye

[Lil Atlanta]
as far as I can see man you a bitch
you the weakest link outcha mothafukin cliq
jump up if you down to get hit
and quit talking all that monkey ass shit
im cutting out the middle, you getting paid a lil
this some real shit this aint no nursery ryme riddle
imma let him get you, rite there hit you
they gonna hav to stich you, and the nigga ridin with you
that's why I toss bricks, I seen da bigga picture
aint don't nobody miss you, you bitch cant even kiss you
so she about to ditch you, or betta yet quit you
imma real nigga, but she act like she don't give a shit
so pass me the switch, im gone off the liquor
as far as I can see man you a bitch ass nigga
its time to fire up, your time expired up
and when I pull it out, you get shot up
my nigga

as far as I can see you're a bitch to me
you the weakest link goodbye
as far as I can see you're a bitch to me
you the weakest link goodbye

[Trillville]
hey, hey, hey...

Trillville

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07.09.08, 13:36	#2 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Bitch Niggaz Bitch Niggaz Bitch nigazz don't know me, Bitch nigazz don't know me, Bitch nigazz don't know me, Bitch nigazz don't know me, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, So stay away from hoe niggaz, [Dirty Mouth] Dis generation im livin, its nothin but this lil pimpin, Im breakin niggaz like wody, but nothin but game i been given, stay away from weak nigazz, consolidating my figures, But if you cross the roadpass And put a 10 to yo liva, I gives a ** about hoes, I gives about trick, Cuz the only thing a hoe can do is To slob and nob on my dick, So who in the you been wit, A snappin fishes like dis, And put the lock on yo shit and leave you dead in a ditch, My ammunition is lethal like danny glover im armed, Wit some shit to bust yo head if yo hoes in alarm, so back the Out my face before you get yo ass slung, wit dis AKA-47 aim'in Write At yo heart. [LA] Bitch nigga you don't know me So why in the you try'n to Hate, Runnin your mouth just like some Hoe, Bitch thats the closest thing to Fake, All in my face just like its cool But i see right through this shit, Talkin bout dat u my folk, No nigga you's a bitch, Get back boy, I'ma be gettin laid up in this bitch, What, nigga time and time again, I done told you better duck nigga, Cuz if ya fake stay the away Cuz i don't like ya bitch, All my niggaz no ya, an they know dat you's a stay trick, all ed up to tell ya that i ain't gon make me show ya 1, 2, 3, 4, Nigga (Grrrraaaaaaa) Mothaa what it is, Eye'in me bitch hoe ass nigger, You just stepped up in some shit and You ready to duck quick, Run mothaa stay away from real Shit, Bitch nigga might not like it I don't like it either bitch Pussy nigga get back Pussy nigga get slapped Pussy nigga get split Pussy nigga get threshed [Don Peezy] Next time me and you Cause ain't never wanna meet'cha Yo always talkin' the bullshit Hell no you ain't neva future You always talkin' like a preture But you some of the bullshit You can meet me at the club nigga the poolpit nigga the damn altar nigga I ain't sayin' salter nigga Speakin of me let's meet at The parken' lot With all my damn nigga So then we can go on and figure out Who Real and who Fake Cause i see through You like glass nigga So go ahead break I'm not I'm the super AKA slash, slash up in your face Talkin' the bullshit Another garbage and i'll Push you away Strike 1, Bad Mistake Strike 2, Bad Mistake World Series Championship Ain't nothin' nothin' about me rich! [Lil' Scrappy] Scrap Y'all, Scrap Y'all Woooooo! Ain't that some muhin' shit Talkin' like you know me Gonna get your punk ass hit Put that down that's weed in the air Keep jumpin' in my face Im gonna knock the dreads Out yo hair Who that be BME you know me Niggas tesin my clique I'm a show ya that im a G Yea thats the same nigga **in' your daughter With the pimpin' out so hard They gonna call it hoe slaughter Sayin' im bitch shorty Who that me playa Even bitches save me for that I'll never date ya Now hoes out your face Can you transelate Talkin all that garbege I'll make ya dicipitate... Trillville

07.09.08, 13:38	#3 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Crank It Crank It [Lil Scrappy] Hey, hey, hey [repeats during hole thing] We on top of the world boy Crank it (o-k-k-k) On top of the mothafukin world (k-k-k) This ya boy Lil Scrappy We feelin to crank shit up (Yea) we feelin to crank shit up We feelin to crank shit up Now crank it up a notch (Yea) Crank it up a notch Crank it up a notch Crank it up a notch Its goin down like this ya'll A-town, your town I love everybody you no what im sayin all them thug niggas We got crunk niggas on the right, (o-k-k-k) I say we got crunk niggas on the left (o-k-k-k) We gonan tell all u crunk niggas to get nasty (that's what it is) Now we'll knock a hatta out (cuz) Cuz we some head bussaz Im just bein me Crank it up a notch (im just bein me) Crank it up a notch (step your game up) Im just bein me Im just bein me Prince of crunk Take it to another mothafukin song That's just a intro (Crank it) Trillville

07.09.08, 13:40	#4 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Get Some Crunk In Yo System Get Some Crunk In Yo System Get some crunk in yo system (See) Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!) Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas) Get some crunk in yo system (They ain't seen me yet) Get some crunk in yo system (But they Still talkinf) Get some crunk in yo system (** a slide, I'ma just swing) Get some crunk in yo system (A, B, Yall niggas could nevah see me) [Trillville (Pastor Troy)] Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon) Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon) Get some crunk in yo system (C'mon) Get some crunk in yo system (Yeah!) [Dirty Mouth] I can feel it, ya hater's don't like it They see me at a show, them niggas get excited Cause they think they fixing ta get me, but nigga i'm a riot By myself I'ma riot, so nigga don't try it Gun's I collect em, gun's for protection Gun's for that nigga that try me and learned a lesson Cause they don't say B.S'n, I'm good with my weapon Ain't never been a lame in the game I respect it I'm looking for trouble, my own label just found out that I'm a monster But it's too late cause I done signed for, a hundred or something Ain't nothing I'm ruthless, still producing Cut me a check or you'll find yo self toothless I'm Don Corleone, Keep it trill with no confusing Niggas say I'm trill They ain't hard I can prove it... yeaaaah [Trillville (Pastor Troy)] I'm sipping on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose Niggas getting bunk and shit, dranking all the grey goose Throwing signs up in the air, representing from where they came It's the same shit in the club, niggas fighting man. Throwing bows and breaking chairs, niggas pulling hoes hair. Running through the club with they click cause they don't care Screaming out whateva side, all my niggas down to ride If you think I'm lying then you pussy niggas bet not try I'ma let you know, that I never been the scary ho Busting niggas brain yo, for ing with my game ho Then leave yo ass chained tho, in the the middle of your yard. I'ma pull yo card, for acting hard, down the boulevard nigga (c'mon) [Trillville (Pastor Troy)] Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works Take off my **ing shirt, I'm rapping to the dirt I'm rapping to the grave, I'm rapping for the A I'm riding 21, on my Impala son I'm smoking big dro, I'm with the red ho. Her cousin got that blow, we kicked that nigga door Off the hinges, I'm relentless I represent this, can I get a witness (Amen) Amen , I works hard for the south These niggas playing hard wit they thumb in they mouth The house, the car, these bitches busting out they bras Just so they can show they titties to a star. Baby my doors ajar, the passenger too I'm ready to ride, so whats up boo? (yeaaah) Keeping it real, Keeping it trill Repping the ville, I sho will... Trillville

07.09.08, 13:43	#5 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Gone Gone Gone go ahead and buck den,stop trippin actin like u scared to buck u can buck if u wanna buck motha**a (git gone) and be an example fo da mothasuckaz (gone gone) [Bohagon] I really ain't givin a and even if I did,still wouldn't hesitate to split yo weed,pop back at a wimp like ?? through da pure ass magic I disappear in traffic,a lot of folks gon hate cuz dey know I'm a fool and dey know I'ma shit,I finally git out da school,if I spit out da tools,I'll spit out da bluez,don't bug it and confuse,I will not lose,I come through on shoes and why 2 hoes choose,on u know who,I have no clue,I just do wat I do,I just know wat I know,I'ma tell u once nigga don't wit Bo [lil scrappy] straight leggin up on folks wit da dubs or digits,I'll hit yo ass so hard,feel like tearin midgits,man wat if u say u don't like me,but I don't take(?) and threats so likely,I'm a G,take it to da streets,its about to go down when I pull da heat,if u can't stand ma click u can kiss ma ass(kiss ma ass)** around make ya jump inda grass,but dat ain't it and dat ain't all,ma name is scrappy I love to brawl,gots to say dat I'm a hard head,got best inma blud cuz I'm a third bread yeah! [Bohagon] we bout to crank it up city to city,let me know if u wit it,if da girl is pretty,could u show us some titties,if da hoes are silly,if da hoes are dilly,put da hoes to a coast where dey(?)in business,I'm a country legend GA I'm reppin,I pull ma weapon,dat girl ain't laughin,she blew ma brains, bitch do yo thang,got da pussey befo I knew yo name,most niggaz are fake,most niggaz are hate,dey can't wait,dey try to take wats on yo plate,wat u thank dis is must not thank dis real,I pull da steel,don't u think yo cap can't get killed... Trillville

07.09.08, 13:44	#6 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Head Bussa Head Bussa We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz I'm made up my mind that I'ma strike (background - wha wha ...)and I'm ready to fight Checkin out my steel killin every punk nigga in site We expite, I knew you bitches didn't wanna brawl (uh what you say?) Bitch I'll swang on all of y'all I'm the beast from the east, wit da fangs on my teeth I'll murder all of y'all bitches in da middle of da street And I don't give a ** if you don't like me Straight knock yo ass out in to captivity Down south, I'll ride, shoot and kill homicide It be nothin shawty till the day that I die We strive, on tearin heads up ! And everywhere we go we gon tear dat bitch up We don't give a about havin no click The A got my back and ain't takin no shit Excuse me shawty, get the out my face Befo' we get mad and shoot up the whole place We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz I speak my mind, cuz bitin my tongue hurt Murder yo ass and lyrics and put ya face on a shirt I'm a mothain rida, cuz I thought y'all knew And I reppin nothin even it's twenty of you I think it's plenty of you that really want da shawty dead Watch what ya said lil shawty, I'm makin bread all y'all born hataz wit hatred blood to match A long way but plus I roll wit G's and Gat'z And shawty matter of fact these trill g's and dub's We ain't talkin behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust I'm by myself, but bein alone makes you strong I stepped out the porch young, so shawty I been grown We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz ATL off da chain down here Ya come wit dat gat and no action, you gon disappear You walk in da club, it's tight like brass knuckles Straight info on hata like be chumpin off turned brothas Beatin in ya door with dat clip on da tech Beatin down ya block in that 89' Chevy Tellin stupid bros we throwin bows that we ready Screamin "swang shawty" to da boys dat can't stand me Yeah shawty - I'ma ATL slugga Knockin out heads on you pussy motha**az Shawty be sayin "scrap you cool boy" But I known in my heart dat I'ma headbussa boy ! We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz... Trillville

07.09.08, 13:47	#7 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Neva Eva Neva Eva [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] [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 ** back, get the up out my way I ain't playin' nann day Pussy nigga whatcha say Meet me anywhere, I don't care it don't matter to me Cause if ya in' 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 You ain't on my level, I'm pushin Chevrolet pedal If you niggas 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 [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 [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 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 with a nigga like me Nah nigga get rich, Trillville and BME What the 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 motherin' heart burst Don't worry now, prince 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 cock my fist back and knock yo grill through [Lil Jon] Run around the mother**in' club... Trillville

07.09.08, 13:50	#8 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	No Problem No Problem [Trillville] You can get crunk in the club Roll wit your hood Get stomped in the club Or you could get buck in the club Get **ed up in the club Nigga we don't give a But you don't want no problem (Problem) But you don't want no problem (Problem) But you don't want no problem with me Cuz BME we be 50 deep You don't wanna be dead in the streets Mouth full of blood and soaked from the heat (Ooo) Why you tryna act hard as hell And you know damn well you don't wanna feel the shell Nigga I been down by a lot Gun to my head, pressed dead to the wall I got big balls and bullets like baseballs Split ya dome, put you straight, knock out all ya'll Hell no them boys don't play Straight nuts to ya face Put your pistol away And don't weed to my head I pray for the folks in the club gettin scared Got a problem with that Hold em back, hold em back Man that nigga that hold em back Gotta push that nigga Hold em back, hold em back Push that nigga that hold em back Hey shawty it's on Goddamnit it's on Keep poppin in my face and get popped in the dome Learn to rush mothaas It's gonna hurt If a nigga fall That's when shit gets worse The problem with you niggas is You just talk too much Man swang on a nigga and ** his ass up And you can walk on by with your nuts in a tub I'll be your ? if you really won't get crunk In the A we don't play them games We just stack and slang and load up them things Gettin buck if you wanna and catch a bow Keep your pretty ass gull, beat your ass, and take your hoe... Trillville

07.09.08, 13:52	#9 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Some Cut Some Cut What it is hoe, ah what's up (what's up) Can a nigga get in them guts (them guts) Cut you up like you ain't been cut (been cut) Show your ass how to really catch a nut (oh yeah yeah) Well give me you number and I'll call (I'll call) And I'll follow that ass in the mall (in the mall) Take you home, let you juggle my balls (my balls) While I'm beatin and tearin down your walls (oh yeah) This your boy Mr. Funkadelic, what's the business baby I've been eyeing you all day in the mall miss lady You looking good, I think I seen your ass in the hood With your friends dressed up, trying to front if you could But anyway, gone and drop a number or something So I can call you later on,on your phone or something Take you home, and maybe we could bone or something It's no limits to what we do,cause tonight we cutting, gut busting I'm digging in your walls something viscious With your legs to the ceiling, catch a nut someting serious You delirious,or might I say you taste so delicious With your pretty brown skin, like Almond Joys and Kisses And you ah certified head doctor Number one staller that takes dick in the ass and won't holler Bend you over and I"ll follow you straight to the room Where it goes down lovely in the Leagon of Doom Shit, you know the deal before a nigga even stepped Damn that ass hot, seems like it's gone melt You know I give it to you til you run out of breathe Then bust a nut all over yourself The first time I called, you were juggling on my balls In and out of your jaws, I was beating down your walls Had your ass breaking laws for a player was the cause And every time you seen a G you was slipping off your drawers, I recall I met your ass at the mall, in the fall You the one with the dress on, let me take you home Show your ass how to buss a nut, up in the guts Cut you up like you ain't been cut From the back (back) then to the side (side) to the front Turn around, you down to ride I smack them thighs, anyway that you want me So gone see about a pimp and that monkey And that's fo' sho What's the buiseness baby, can I get in them drawes I like the way your hands rub against my balls Cause you the one, a nigga met at south dekalb mall With your pretty brown skin, thick thighs and all 135 petite, and your smell is unique Maybe we can exchange numbers and hook up in the week Oh, You a freak, I knew it from the first time I saw you The way you played with your tongue, I knew right then I would call you So what it is, they call me Super Don from the ville And I'ma tell you like this, cause a nigga so real, and stay trill Cause all I wanna do is just drill, with that ass in the air, and the pussy I kill And I feel, you love to **** up on a hill Suck dick from behind, and take nut in your grill So bitch chill, and shut your mouth just for a second While I lay this dick down on you just like I'm Teddy... Trillville

07.09.08, 13:54	#10 (permalink)
Kullanıcı Profili Prenses Alfa Üye Kullanıcı Bilgileri Üyelik tarihi: Apr 2008 Nerden: İstanbul Mesajlar: 11.417 Konular: 1154 Puan Grafiği Rep Puanı:5374 Rep Gücü:0 RD: Teşekkür Ettiği Teşekkür: 38 215 Mesajına 402 Kere Teşekkür Edlidi :	Weakest Link Weakest Link [Don P] as far as I can see you're a bitch to me you the weakest link goodbye as far as I can see you're a bitch to me you the weakest link goodbye [Don P] they always askin me why I say yaa cause I mean what I say and I agree with myself and imma keep it real, and you should keep believing cause if you don't you the weakest link and you should be leavin twerk that shit in the lane and my name they be screamin like Michael Vick im talking shit, playin this field so I aint need no reason to knock you out the projects juzt take your fukin wallet, im makin a fukin profit and you niggas cant stop me, like you tryn 2 catch my ass im ready to shot a nigga when all you do is fukin pass the last day of class, soo aint no need to ask cause I aint the teacher, I wont let you pass im Don AKA, slash Corleone whoo started his own shit, who put us all on and the bows been thrown, and the guns been cocked up now the only thing left 2 get rid of you fukin talkers as far as I can see you're a bitch to me you the weakest link goodbye as far as I can see you're a bitch to me you the weakest link goodbye [Big Mouf] purple tray and niggas always like to talk that bullshit ima let you feel it when these bullets start to talking spit rite out the barrel of my rueger at you lame hoes this is how it goes when my gun done put a hole rite threw your dome, cuz my chrome is my only friend niggas don't pretend to be down when you wasn't in you smiling in my face imma stab you in the fukin back dressed in all black, with the tech ready to attack nigga you aint hard imma take yo ass up off the map peelin niggas cap talking shit runnin at their trap im realest nigga that you niggas eva seen before imma let you know, I aint never been a scary hoe not your average joe, left your spleen on your fukin top nigga pop pop as I cock back the fukin glock niggas need to start, tryn to talk down on my game imma do the same, to their ass as I buss their brain as far as I can see you're a bitch to me you the weakest link goodbye as far as I can see you're a bitch to me you the weakest link goodbye [Lil Atlanta] as far as I can see man you a bitch you the weakest link outcha mothafukin cliq jump up if you down to get hit and quit talking all that monkey ass shit im cutting out the middle, you getting paid a lil this some real shit this aint no nursery ryme riddle imma let him get you, rite there hit you they gonna hav to stich you, and the nigga ridin with you that's why I toss bricks, I seen da bigga picture aint don't nobody miss you, you bitch cant even kiss you so she about to ditch you, or betta yet quit you imma real nigga, but she act like she don't give a shit so pass me the switch, im gone off the liquor as far as I can see man you a bitch ass nigga its time to fire up, your time expired up and when I pull it out, you get shot up my nigga as far as I can see you're a bitch to me you the weakest link goodbye as far as I can see you're a bitch to me you the weakest link goodbye [Trillville] hey, hey, hey... Trillville

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