Lil Jon and The Eastside Boyz Bitch Lyrics

Chorus]
We run dis (b____, b____, b____, b____)4x
U ain't f___in' wit me (b____, b____, b____, b____, b____)
U ain't f___in' wit me (b____, b____, b____, b____)3x
Start a roit in this (b____, b____, b____, b____)4x
Start a riot in this (b____, b____, b____, b____, b____)
Start a riot in this (b____, b____, b____, b____)2x
Or get the f___ out this b____

[Lil' Jon]
U be actin' like a b____
So, we treat u like a b____
U be actin' like a b____
So, we treat u like a b____
We beat u like b____
Kick yo a__ like a b____
We take yo f___in' s___ and live u stuck like a b____
U wearin' panties like a b____
U p____ like a b____
U sound like a b____
U talkin' like a b____
U cryin' like a b____
U whinin' like a b____
I hate u f___in'b____, We'll kill u b____

[Big Sam]
So back up off of me in this (b____)
Or get f___ed up in this (b____)
My n____s real in this (b____)
Split yo wig in this (b____)
Crack yo head in this (b____)
Beat yo a__ in this (b____)
So, keep poppin' at the mouth and get f___ed up like a (b____)
Smack u up like a (b____)
Stump u out like a (b____)
Snap yo neck like a (b____)
Beat u down like a (b____)
Take yo money like a (b____)
On yo knees like a (b____)
We don’t like u f___in’ b____, We’ll kill u b____

[Chorus]

[Chyna White]
Ain’t no hoes f___in’ wit this b____
I put years in this s___
I shed tears fo this s___
b____ I’m real wit this s___
Don’t push me
Cause ain’t a f___in’ thing bout me p____
Accept this red s___ that drip from me
I get money
In my hood, b____ ain’t nothing funny
But a f__got n____ nut huggas and big hoops
We tussle over who got juice
Who living a lie
Who speakin the truth
Who gettin' that loop
U get on the mic wit that bullshit b____ (b____) then it’s all on u
Hangin’ rap labels
I ain’t dealin' wit fables
I only f___ wit n____s that do business up under the table
They mad shawty
U hoes can’t make it in the game
Unless yo t__ties and ya a__ out
Now f___ wit me
So I can show you who really ballin’ in this b____
Turn it from sweet to sour in this b____
Like 0 to 60 mph
It’s a thin line between love and hate
And f___ the world cause I ain’t hear to stay, Beyotch

[Chorus]

Eh, check this out, right (Wussup?)
All yall club managers (uh huh)
And club owners (yeah)
Its bout ta get real ugly up in yo m________in club (f___ed up in that b____)
I'ma tell ya like this (wussup?)
Get your m_________in security ready (f___ em)
Cuz I think some s___ about to go down n____ (whats goin down)
Its lil jon, eastside boys
Yall check this s___ out!!!

Let me see u get krunk
Let me see u get buff
Let me see u tear the m____fuckin’ club on up
Let me see u get krunk
Let me see u get buff
Let me see u tear the m____fuckin’ club on up

Man, f___ dem m____fuckin’ p____ a__ n____s
Man, f___ dem m____fuckin’ p____ a__ n____s
Man, f___ dem m____fuckin’ p____ a__ n____s
Man, f___ dem m____fuckin’ p____ a__ n____s

[Chorus]

[Too Short]
Told u once lil b____
Said it twice lil b____
Hang around us n____s all night and you’ll get yo lil a__ whoop b____
Fo actin' like a b____
Back slap u like a b____
Way u snapping' a flick
b____
It’s Short Dog
I ain’t went no where
Still spittin’ real game fo all the pimps and players
And u b____es
Don’t try and front fool
If u don’t leave soon
Dem n____s bout to jump u
U just a
b____, b____, b____

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