Lil' Jon & the Eastside Boyz - Real Nigga Roll Call
Right about now (whats up)
It's time for the real nigga roll call
Now when you hear your city or state (Uh Huh) being called
You put your mother****in' middle finger up in this bitch
ATL, St. Louis, Alabahma, Chicago, The Carolina's, Naptown,
DC, The Bay Area, VA, Miami, New York niggas, texas, You ain't know!
Ya'll niggas can't **** wit my niggas ho![pussy niggaz]
Motha**** that nigga!
Motha**** that bitch!
Ya'll niggas!
Some old ass flexin' ass flauntin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some real ass trill ass niggas!
Ya'll niggas!
Be some ho ass pussy ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some head-bussin' gangsta ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some runnin' and scarey ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some Roy Jone beat ya ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some cake and handcuffin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some "Send them hoes out!" ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some tricking "Don't pay them hoes!" ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some Don Juan pimpin' ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some 22 havin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some chopper street sweepin' ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Them ol' half ounce sellin' ass niggas!
My Niggas!
Be some dirty bird movin' ass niggas!
Ya'll Niggas!
Be some kissin' security ass, ass niggas!
My Niggas!
**** them hoes and let 'em know ass niggas!
See I'ma mean nigga
Youse afraid nigga
Ol' pretend nigga
Smile and grin nigga
I hate a false nigga
Diana Ross nigga
So if ya lost nigga
Meet tha boss nigga
He's a super nigga
Grin and groupa nigga
Act stupid nigga
I'll ****in' nuke a nigga
Cuz youse a happy nigga
And ima nappy nigga
****in' scrappy nigga
Meet ya pappy nigga
Its Ice Cube nigga
And Little Jon nigga
So if ya drunk nigga
Keep it crunk nigga
To you punk nigga
Feel tha bump nigga
Get yo testifyin ass in tha trunk nigga
You wanna tell nigga?
I'll dump a shell nigga
Send a frail nigga
Str8 ta hell nigga
Thats ya shelter nigga
Helta-skelta nigga
And when I belt a nigga
God help a nigga!
Yeah!
I see you and your lil clique up in tha club nigga
I see ya'll niggas over there talkin' and ****
But you know what nigga
Bitch niggas get dealt wit mother****in' real quick! Ice Cube!
Here we come boy
Real niggas shoot ta kill betta run boy
Or you can tell me how I feel as a
Real nigga
Which nigga
Go get a bitch nigga
No better
Hoes better do what I say
Cuz I'm insane in tha brain (insane in the brain)
Bitch I got Rick James in my veins
Real niggas never change
We just let it bang
Roll thru tha gutter lane
Daddy said let 'em hang
And cut 'em like its butter man
Skeet skeet skeet
Naw thats tha other man
Cuz my skeet never LEAKED
OUT THIS RUBBER mayne
TNA ain't workin' niggas DNA
That crazy bitch'll have ya ass off E&J
Fake niggas got these real bitches bein' ***
Til my peoples come around its like night and day
Now she wanna change her god and the way she pray
Authentic niggas all know thats tha playa way
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggas ain't ****
We runnin this bitch
Ya'll niggas ain't ****
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya ****in' mouth
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya ****in' mouth
We real niggas from tha east
And we act a ****in' beast
We real niggas from tha east
And we act a ****in' beast
We gangsta niggas from the west
Puttin holes in ya vest
We gangsta niggas from the west
Puttin holes in ya vest
My midwest niggas hard
Quick ta pull ya ****in' card
My midwest niggas hard
Quick ta pull ya ****in' card
And down south we set if off
Blow ya ****in' face off
And down south we set if off
Blow ya ****in' face off (real nigga roll call!)
Buckcherry - Sorry
Oh I had a lot to say, was thinking on my time away
I missed you and things weren't the same
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I cant take it back.
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry
This time I think, I'm to blame
It's harder to get through the days
You get older and blame turns to shame
'Cause everything inside it never comes out right
And when I see you cry, it makes me want to die
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I cant take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry
Every single day, I think about how we came all this way
The sleepless nights and the tears you cried
It's never too late to make it right
Oh yeah
Sorry
I'm sorry I'm bad, I'm sorry you're blue
I'm sorry about all things I said to you
And I know, I cant take it back
I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds
And baby, the way you make my world go round
And I just wanted to say, I'm sorry
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Your eyes were never yet let in to see the majesty and riches of the mind, but dwell in darkness; for your God is blind.
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