BME Enterprises - Heads Off (My n***as) lyrics

(Big Sam) Aight, motherf**ers (Lil' Jon) b**h n***as run and hide! (Ha, Yeah) I'm doing this for my n***as! (ni**a!) (Big Sam) C'mon, C'mon C'mon, C'mon Lil' Jon, C'mon, C'mon (Lil' Jon) M.O.P MOTHERfu*kERS! Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz b**h! (Chorus) x2 (M.O.P (Lil' Jon)) (My n***a!) You send em will bend em (My n***a!) You Call em will sprawl em (My n***a!) You cut em will bust em (My n***a!) Take them n***as heads off! (Billy Danze) All day n***a, 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** you actin like a b**h motherf**er! Get some nuts and be a man motherf**er! p**y a** n***as get f**ed motherf**er! And you's a chicken n***a gettin plucked motherf**er! Droppin dimes snitchin on your whole (was sup) Eastside Cause n***a you soft like macaroni! You don't wanna see a n***a 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 n***a I'm a semi-automatic load the pipe up n***a B-Ville crime boss, I'll knock your top off Get ya moms, it be a hell of a story for John Walsh BIA b*atch! Look n***a look into to this What a ridiculous, conspicuous, son of a b**huous Lil Fame's a rude ba*tard; I left my manners at home You f**ed up when you left your hammers at home (Big Sam) We gonna kick in the door and get buck my n***a Slice your a** up like a piece of meat my n***a Ride ya 'round the town in the f**in trunk my n***a 'Fore we dump your b**h a** in the creek my n***a Or we might duck tape your a** to the toilet n***a Then turn the iron on high and burn it n***a Die at da door and your a** probably highly fryin n***a And your tombstone will read, "Here lies a b**h n***a" (Chorus) (Billy Danze) Ride or die n***a, first fam Me and mind n***as, will still stand I come thru this b*tch, with two CLIPS Full of blue TIPS to show them who I am Stop doin s**a sh**, watch who you f**in wit Still put it down in the town on some other sh** (Not that undercover sh**), that's not me I bring grips and raise hell for M.O.P (Lil Fame) What the f** (f**) y'all (y'all) n***as (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 n***a, hope you try n***a But you gonna die n***a, f**in wit live n***as MY ni**a! (Chorus) (Lil' Jon) We bout to shut this motherf**er down real quick! I got my motherf**ing Brownsville n***as wit me! New York in this b**h, ATL in this motherf**er! Dirty South let's ride on it! (Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boyz) There they go my n***a let's get em! There they go my n***a let's get em! If you thought sh** was over my n***a we never sleep! If you thought sh** was over my n***a we never sleep! We gonna sneak a motherf**er like n***as on the creep! We gonna sneak a motherf**er like n***as on the creep! Like that goddammit y'all n***as get got! Like that goddammit y'all n***as get got! We gonna break a n***a down like keys on the block! We gonna break a n***a down like keys on the block! (Chorus) (Billy Danze) My God