Heads off (my niggas) feat m.o.p

Heads off (my niggas) feat m.o.p Lyrics

[Big Sam]
Aight, motherf**kers

[Lil' Jon]
b**ch niggas run and hide!
(Ha, Yeah) I'm doing this for my niggas!
(NIGGA!)

[Big Sam]
C'mon, C'mon
C'mon, C'mon
Lil' Jon, C'mon, C'mon

[Lil' Jon]
M.O.P MOTHERf**kERS!
Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz b**ch!

[Chorus x2]
[M.O.P (Lil' Jon)]
(My Nigga!)
You send em will bend em
(My Nigga!)
You Call em will sprawl em
(My Nigga!)
You cut em will bust em
(My Nigga!)
Take them niggas heads off!

[Billy Danze]
All day nigga, Broadway
Your man Bill Danze back on the highway
9-5 way, do or die way
Since were all gangstaed up we gonna do it my way
Homicide way, grown wit a metal fist
(BK!) Home of the chrome deader list
(Oh Yeah!) Willie Dynamite drop bombs
Now who wanna conflict wit the conflict

[Lil' Jon]
We don't give a f**k you actin like a b**ch motherf**ker!
Get some nuts and be a man motherf**ker!
Pussy ass niggas get f**ked motherf**ker!
And you's a chicken nigga gettin plucked motherf**ker!
Droppin dimes snitchin on your whole (was sup) Eastside
Cause nigga you soft like macaroni!
You don't wanna see a nigga pull the nine!
Cause you did the crime, now it's payback time!

[Chorus]

[Lil' Fame]
You's a check one, two turn my mic up nigga
I'm a semi-automatic load the pipe up nigga
B-Ville crime boss, I'll knock your top off
Get ya moms, it be a hell of a story for John Walsh
BIA BIATCH! Look nigga look into to this
What a ridiculous, conspicuous, son of a b**chuous
Lil Fame's a rude bastard; I left my manners at home
You f**ked up when you left your hammers at home

[Big Sam]
We gonna kick in the door and get buck my nigga
Slice your ass up like a piece of meat my nigga
Ride ya 'round the town in the f**kin trunk my nigga
'Fore we dump your b**ch ass in the creek my nigga
Or we might duck tape your ass to the toilet nigga
Then turn the iron on high and burn it nigga
Die at da door and your ass probably highly fryin nigga
And your tombstone will read, "Here lies a b**ch nigga"

[Chorus]

[Billy Danze]
Ride or die nigga, first fam
Me and mind niggas, will still stand
I come thru this b**ch, with two CLIPS
Full of blue TIPS to show them who I am
Stop doin sucka sh*t, watch who you f**kin wit
Still put it down in the town on some other sh*t
(Not that undercover sh*t), that's not me
I bring grips and raise hell for M.O.P

[Lil Fame]
What the f**k (f**k) y'all (y'all) niggas (huh) want with
Famster (Famster!) Gangster (Gangster!)
We can send your whole platoon
Behind these men loom
Fame & Bill Danze, Siamese twins
Who probably wanna be like (boy)
M.O.P (twins) and Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boyz
Go ahead lie nigga, hope you try nigga
But you gonna die nigga, f**kin wit live niggas
MY NIGGA!

[Chorus]

[Lil' Jon]
We bout to shut this motherf**ker down real quick!
I got my motherf**king Brownsville niggas wit me!
New York in this b**ch, ATL in this motherf**ker!
Dirty South let's ride on it!

[Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boyz]
There they go my nigga let's get em!
There they go my nigga let's get em!
If you thought sh*t was over my nigga we never sleep!
If you thought sh*t was over my nigga we never sleep!
We gonna sneak a motherf**ker like niggas on the creep!
We gonna sneak a motherf**ker like niggas on the creep!
Like that goddammit y'all niggas get got!
Like that goddammit y'all niggas get got!
We gonna break a nigga down like keys on the block!
We gonna break a nigga down like keys on the block!

[Chorus]

[Billy Danze]
My God