Lil` Jon And The Eastside Boyz Heads Off (my Niggas) Lyrics

Heads Off (my Niggas) Lyrics

"Heads Off (My Niggas)"
(feat. M.O.P.)

[Big Sam]
Aight, motherf**kers

[Lil' Jon]
Bit*h 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 Bit*h!

[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 bit*h motherf**ker!
Get some nuts and be a man motherf**ker!
Pussy as* 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 bit*huous
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 as* up like a piece of meat my nigga
Ride ya 'round the town in the f**kin trunk my nigga
'Fore we dump your bit*h as* in the creek my nigga
Or we might duck tape your as* to the toilet nigga
Then turn the iron on high and burn it nigga
Die at da door and your as* probably highly fryin nigga
And your tombstone will read, "Here lies a bit*h nigga"

[Chorus]

[Billy Danze]
Ride or die nigga, first fam
Me and mind niggas, will still stand
I come thru this BIT*H, with two CLIPS
Full of blue TIPS to show them who I am
Stop doin sucka shit, watch who you f**kin wit
Still put it down in the town on some other shit
(Not that undercover shit), 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 bit*h, 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