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Song Lyrics :: Rap Lyrics :: Lil Scrappy Lyrics

Lil Scrappy Lyrics

Bitch Niggaz (Lil' Scrappy Featuring Trillville)
Crank It
F.I.L.A. (Forever I Love Atlanta)
Get Some Crunk In Yo System
Head Bussa
Neva Eva
What The F**k

Bitch Niggaz (Lil' Scrappy Featuring Trillville)

[Chorus]
Bitch nigazz don know me,
Bitch nigazz don know me,
Bitch nigazz don know me,
Bitch nigazz don know me,

So stay away from hoe niggaz,
So stay away from hoe niggaz,
So stay away from hoe niggaz,
So stay away from hoe niggaz,

[Dirty Mouth]

[Verse 1]
This generation im livin, its nothin but this lil' pimpin,
Im breakin niggaz like wody,
But nothin but game i been given,
Stay away from we nigazz, Who consolidating my figures,
But if you cross the roadpass
I'll give you a 10 to yo liva',
I gives a f**k about hoes,
I gives f**k about trick,
Cuz the only thing a hoe can do is to slob n' nob on my dick,
so who in the you been wit,
A snappin fishes like dis,
And put the lock on yo shit and leave you dead in a ditch,
My ammunition is lethal like danny glover I'm armed,
Wit some shit to bust yo head if yo hoes in alarm,
So back out my face before you get yo ass slung,
Wit dis AKA-47 aim'in write at yo heart.

[Chorus (Repeat x2)]

[LA]

[Verse 2]
Bitch nigga you don't know me
So why in the f**k you try'n to hate,
Runnin your mouth just like some hoe,
Bitch thats the closest thing to fake,
All in my face just like its cool
But i see right through this shit,
Talkin bout dat u my folk,
No nigga you's a bitch,
Get back boy,
I'm a be gettin laid up in this bitch,
What, nigga time and time again,
I done told you better duck nigga,
Cuz if ya fake stay the f**k away cuz I don't like ya bitch,
All my niggaz no ya,
And they know that you's a stay trick,
f**k, f**k, f**k up to tell ya that I ain't gon make me show ya
1,2,3,4, nigga
(Grrrrraaaaaaaaaa)
Mothaf**ka what it is,
Eye'in me bitch hoe ass nigger,
You just stepped up in some shit and you ready to dip quick,
Run mothaf**ka stay away from Real shit,
Bitch nigga might not like me
I don't like it either bitch
Pussy nigga get bak,
Pussy nigga get slapped,
Pussy nigga get split,
Pussy nigga get threshed,

[Chorus (Repeat x2)]

[Don Peezy]

[Verse 3]
Next time me and you
Cause I ain't never wanna meet'cha
Always talkin the bullshit
Hell no you never future
Always talkin' like a preture
But your some of your bullshit
You can meet me at the club nigga
f**k the poolpit' nigga
f**k the damn altar nigga
I ain't sayin salter nigga
Speakin' of me lets meet at the parkin lot with all my damn niggas
So we can go on and figure out who real and who fake
Cause I see through you like glass nigga
Ao go ahead and break
I'm not I'm the super AKA slash, slash up in your face
Talkin' that bullshit
Another garbage and i'll i push you away
Strike One, Bad Mistake
Strike Two, Bad Mistake
World Series Championship
Ain't nothin, nothin about me rich!

[Chorus (Repeat x2)]

[Lil' Scrappy]

[Verse 4]
Scrap Y'all, Scrap Y'all
Woooooooo!
Ain't that some muhf**kin' shit
Talkin' like you know me Gonna get your punk ass hit
Put that down that's weed in the air keep jumpin' in my face
Im gonna knock the dreads Out yo hair
Who that be BME you know me
Niggas tesin my clique
I'm a show ya that im a G
Yea thats the same nigga, that f**kin' your daughter
With the pimpin' out so hard they gonna call it hoe slaughter
Sayin'that I'm a bitch shorty
Who that me playa
Even bitches save me for that
I'll never date ya
Now hoes out your face
Bitches can you transelate
Talkin all that garbege I'll make ya dicipitate

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Crank It

[Lil Scrappy Talking]
Hey, hey, hey [repeats during hole thing]
We on top of the world boy
Crank it (o-k-k-k)
On top of the mothafukin world (k-k-k)
This ya boy Lil Scrappy
We feelin to crank shit up
(Yea) we feelin to crank shit up
We feelin to crank shit up
Now crank it up a notch
(Yea) Crank it up a notch
Crank it up a notch
Crank it up a notch
Its goin down like this ya'll
A-town, your town
I love everybody you no what im sayin all them thug niggas
We got crunk niggas on the right, (o-k-k-k)
I say we got crunk niggas on the left (o-k-k-k)
We gonan tell all u crunk niggas to get nasty (that's what it is)
Now we'll knock a hatta out (cuz)
Cuz we some head bussaz
Im just bein me
Crank it up a notch (im just bein me)
Crank it up a notch (step your game up) [repeat]
Im just bein me
Im just bein me
Prince of crunk
Take it to another mothafukin song
That's just a intro (Crank it)

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F.I.L.A. (Forever I Love Atlanta)

[Intro: Lil' Jon (Lil' Scrappy)]
yeah! yeaah!
yeah! yeaah!
this ya boy Lil'Jon
BME Cliq!
alot of yall niggas be talkin' bout air force ones and shit (Okkkk)
alot of yall niggas be talkin' bout adidas and shit (okkkk)
Me n' my niggas we rock' dem motha f**kn' F.I.L.A (okkkk)
das what we got on our feet (okkkk)

[Chorus: lil scrappy (lil' jon) 2x]
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)

[Verse 1:]
I'm a Grady baby ATL,
and all my life duh avis so crunk as hell
you dont' wanna step to close or go to far
cuz where i'm from shawdy niggas beat you down wit they cars.
Fila brought up from my head to my feet,
niggas on the block wit the rock they don't sleep.
Man, South dekalb mall be the crunkiest shit,
uh you can roll through buckhead and go to fall on a bitch
i'm a giant ass playa i'll stomp on a hater
i'ma pop the shit off in zone 3, the decatur
we can go back down to where my grandma stay,
depending on the area you better watch what you say
and i 'on care if you over there lookin all crazy
when i get locked up man them broads wanna save me
this the home ass whoopin biscuit in and the j's on the street charge mo' than a penny A!

[Chorus: lil scrappy (lil' jon) 2x]
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)

[Verse 2:]
Niggas grind time let my A shine
when i'm bussin rhymes smokin pine
my blood see through the georgia rhine.
and niggas don't love the A like i love the A
i just love the way the A smell everyday.
A time to yo time yea this how it go smokin dro'
f**kin' hoes on the city road
when i stomp that bastard I left him with a bruise
got fila on my feet so it had to be a shoe
i live 4 the A i die 4 the A i ride 4 the A
so f**k what you say
what you know about I-20 to 285
got a fine atlanta bitch givin head in the ride
gd's up get yo gd's up in the classroom crunk
got benny by my Shit so i stay supa drunk
ridin downtown wit a shot of tiquila
jon introduced me to the gang i'm hot like refa A!

[Chorus: lil scrappy (lil' jon) 2x]
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)

[Verse 3:]
carry the A on my back like a torch or rack i'ma represent it if you scared to go handle that drankin on crunk
reminiscin on crunk years its the city of crunk where i shed my tears throw me the peace sign up then upside down A-town
off the rip hell yeah i'm proud get crunk all day we 'on sleep at night and if you fight one shawdy then we all gon' fight
don't nobody get crunk in the club like us if security trippin on pimpin we all gon' rush even though other niggas thank
they hard ain't nothin harder than stone mountain i swear to god yea yall love our hoes you love our gold martin luther king
from the A so i love my home westside to scottdale we all cut hammers you can catch kids skippin at underground atlanta
yea

[Chorus: lil scrappy (lil' jon) 2x]
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I love Atlanta (fila nigga)

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Get Some Crunk In Yo System

[Hook x1: Trillville (Lil Jon)]

Get some crunk in yo system (See)
Get some crunk in yo system (It like this right!)
Get some crunk in yo system (I done seen them niggas)
Get some crunk in yo system (They ain't seen me yet)
Get some crunk in yo system (But they Still talkin)
Get some crunk in yo system (f**k a slide, I'ma just swing)
Get some crunk in yo system (A, B, Yall niggas could nevah see me)

[Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)]

Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon)
Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon)
Get some crunk in yo system (Cmon)
Get some crunk in yo system (Yeah!)

[Dirty Mouth]
I can feel it, ya hater's dont like it
They see me at a show, them niggas get excited
Cause they think they fixinta get me, but nigga i'm a riot
By myself I'ma riot, so nigga dont try it
Gun's I collect em, gun's for protection
Gun's for that nigga that try me and learned a lesson
Cause they dont say B.S'n, Im good with my weapon
Ain't never been a lame in the game I respect it
I'm looking for trouble, my own label just found out that I'm a monster
But it's too late cause I done signed for, a hundred or something
Ain't nothing I'm ruthless, still producing
Cut me a check or you'll find yo self toothless
I'm Don Corleone, Keep it trill with no confusing
Niggas say I'm trill
They aint hard I can prove it.........yeaaaah

[Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)]

Im sippin on the crunk juice, Hennessy to get me loose
Niggas gettin bunk and shit, dranking all the grey goose
Throwin signs up in the air, representing from where they came
Iits the same shit in the club, niggas fightin man.
Throwin bows and breaking chairs, niggas pullin hoes hair.
Runnin through the club with they click cause they don't care
Screamin out whateva side, all my niggas down to ride
If you think I'm lyin then you pussy niggas bet not try
I'ma let you know, that I never been the scary ho
Busting niggas brain yo, for f**king with my game ho
Then leave yo ass chained tho, in the the middle of your yard.
I'ma pull yo card, for actin hard, down the boulevard nigga. (cmon)

[Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)]

Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works
Take off my f**kin shirt, I'm reppin to the dirt
I'm reppin to the grave, I'm reppin for the A
I'm ridin 21, on my Impala son
I'm smokin big dro, I'm with the red ho.
Her cousin got that blow, we kicked that nigga door
Off the hinges, I'm relentless
I represent this, can I get a witness (Amen)
Amen , I works hard for the south
These niggas playin hard wit they thumb in they mouth
The house, the car, these bitches bustin out they bras
Just so they can show they titties to a star.
Baby my doors ajar, the passenger too
I'm ready to ride, so whats up boo? (yeaaah)
Keepin it real,
Keepin it trill
Reppin the ville,
I sho will

[Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)]

[Hook x2]

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Head Bussa

[LIL JON] - let's rise ! for the international headbussaz-
Wassup LIL SCRAPPY LIL SCRAPPY Lil Scrappy BME CLICK
(who are you?) I'm Lil Jon, OKAY !!!

BOOM

We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz
We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz

I'm made up my mind that I'ma strike (background - wha wha ...)and I'm ready to fight
Checkin out my steel killin every punk nigga in site
We expite, I knew you bitches didn't wanna brawl (uh what you say?)
Bitch I'll swang on all of y'all
I'm the beast from the east, wit da fangs on my teeth
I'll murder all of y'all bitches in da middle of da street
And I don't give a f**k if you don't like me
Straight knock yo ass out in to captivity
Down south, I'll ride, shoot and kill homicide
It be nothin shawty till the day that I die
We strive, on tearin heads up !
And everywhere we go we gon tear dat bitch up
We don't give a f**k about havin no click
The A got my back and ain't takin no shit
Excuse me shawty, get the f**k out my face
Befo' we get mad and shoot up the whole place

We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz
We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz

I speak my mind, cuz bitin my tongue hurt
Murder yo ass and lyrics and put ya face on a shirt
I'm a mothaf**kin rida, cuz I thought y'all knew
And I reppin nothin even it's twenty of you
I think it's plenty of you that really want da shawty dead
Watch what ya said lil shawty, I'm makin bread
f**k all y'all born hataz wit hatred blood to match
A long way but plus I roll wit G's and Gat'z
And shawty matter of fact these trill g's and dub's
We ain't talkin behind yo back and we ain't scared to bust
I'm by myself, but bein alone makes you strong
I stepped out the porch young, so shawty I been grown

We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz
We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz

ATL off da chain down here
Ya come wit dat gat and no action, you gon disappear
You walk in da club, it's tight like brass knuckles
Straight info on hata like be chumpin off turned brothas
Beatin in ya door with dat clip on da tech
Beatin down ya block in that 89' Chevy
Tellin stupid bros we throwin bows that we ready
Screamin "swang shawty" to da boys dat can't stand me
Yeah shawty - I'ma ATL slugga
Knockin out heads on you pussy mothaf**kaz
Shawty be sayin "scrap you cool boy"
But I known in my heart dat I'ma headbussa boy !

We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz
We some headbussaz, we some head bussaz, we'll knock a hata out, we some headbussaz

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Neva Eva

[Intro: Trillville (Lil Jon)]
(What, ugh)
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (You can't!)
Get on my level ho (You can't!)
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (It's Trillville ho!)
Get on my level ho (Lil' Scrappy ho!)
Get on my level ho (It's BME ho!)
Get on my level ho (Let's gooo!)

["Get on my level ho" repeated in background throughout song]

[Hook x2: Trillville (Lil Jon)]
Bitch nigga you can neva eva, eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (What!)
Get on my level ho (What!)

[Dirty Mouth]
Get the f**k back, get the f**k up out my way
I ain't playin' nann day
Pussy nigga whatcha say
Meet me anywhere, I don't care it don't matter to me
Cause if ya f**kin' step, I'ma step in yo vicinity
What, you think I'm a ho nigga please you ain't on my level
Get some rank bitch while I'm diggin' ya grave with a shovel
Time after time I ask myself is it really clever
For you to get with me, bitch nigga you can neva eva
You ain't on my level, I'm pushin Chevrolet pedal
If you niggas f**k with me I got that chrome, heavy metal
Never settle for less but always strive for the best
Most these niggas playin chief'll put ya straight to the test

[Hook x2]

[Don Peezy]
My Benz, looka at my 'Ac
Look at my Navi' and my 'Lac
Get on my level, hell nah neva that
I knew you wasn't real cause all ya do is chit-chat
Always slizzle makin' sho' I stay gone
Call us some broad to the Geor-Georgia Dome
Tryin' to get with me is like naps through a comb
They call me Don P AKA Corlio
Up in the club with my Cartier's on
Don't know if I'm high, drunk, or gettin' my roll on
He on the cell "Can ya hear me" hell nah
Get on my level, that's what I'm tryin' to tell y'all
For real

[Hook x2]

[LA]
LA off in this thang, get up on my level ho
Bitch nigga you can neva eva, eva eva hang
Bitch nigga step the f**k back and if ya think I'm jokin'
Aks them niggas that tried to play us, see em' lyin' off in that coffin
Trillville, ATL swangin' swangin' throwin' bows
Got some niggas that be hatin' bustin' slugs at my foes
If ya thinkin' you can f**k with a nigga like me
Nah nigga get rich, Trillville and BME
What the f**k you talkin' about "What you deep" nigga what!
If a hater wanna hate then a hater gettin' bust
We ain't hard to find nigga so why ya steadily talkin' shit
I'm fixin' to sick my dogs ho
Pussy nigga, get big nigga ho

[Lil' Scrappy]
Get crunk out ya brains when I spit this verse
I'm a blood suckin' vampire, my venom is worse
Head bustas deal with dangerous thirsts
Shatter ya bones in ya chest and make ya motherf**kin' heart burst
Don't worry now, prince of the South on the map
Knock yo thoughts out and leave yo brains on ya lap
Don't touch my Kango shorty, what's wrong with you
I might cock my fist back and knock yo grill through

[Hook x2]

[Lil Jon x8]
Run around the motherf**kin' club

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What The f**k

[Lil Scrappy talking]

[chorus]
What the f**k iz goin on [2x]
He keep on eyein me [4x]
What the f**k iz goin on [2x]
He keep on tryin me [4x]

[Lil Scrappy]
f**k the bullshit beat dat ass to the floe
he twistin now he shakin like a god damn hoe
don't run they goin to bak me, now hes tryin to attack me
juzt blow your brain cells from ur head I be clappin
now I buck all day, I buck all nite
damn rite I beat your ass in a god damn fite
don't stand so close, get your damn nose broke
tryn to give me doubt when you see bitch you aint my folk
you be tryn me, im a thugged out g
imma switch you sideways imma charge a post up fee
thug straight trappin, till I get rich off this rappin
I aint got no friends got watch whos heads I be clappin
Flippin and flappin at the mouth ya its off the chain
Flippin it on them real bitches just to get brain
What the f**k is you tryn me foe
I aint no bitch, I aint no lame hoe

[chorus]
What the f**k iz goin on [2x]
He keep on eyein me [4x]
What the f**k iz goin on [2x]
He keep on tryin me [4x]

[Lil Scrappy]
What the f**k is goin on
I beat the f**k out your ass and bring your bitch ass home
Im a young thug nigga I aint no f**kin joke
If I aint no lame bitch then what the f**k you eyein foe
Talking all that shit bitch take it outside
Pop you about 3 times make you turn clockwise
I aint playin I done bein trife, damn they done took a life
Used to call me chicken cause I used to stab a man with a knife
My life, tatted on my neck, so you best respect
We thug stylin BME, leavin bitch niggas wet

I'm goin to pit stop
My brains in nerve lose
I carry my own cross
But still you get tossed
And last but not least, quit tryn me
You aint got no business mothafukin eyein me

[chorus 2x]
What the f**k iz goin on [2x]
He keep on eyein me [4x]
What the f**k iz goin on [2x]
He keep on tryin me [4x]

[Lil Scrappy]
Haters dress to impress, but dey missd the spot
It takes chest to distress the longevity pot
But I got a 380 waitin so keep your eyes up on me
Keep your eyes off my dick and get your own damn money
You silly mothaf**ka you'll get your head slit wide open
I do it in the street and leave your neighborhood smoking
And they hope in, that the mothaf**kin war is ova
These lyrics soul reverse them, click clack and break your shoulder
Im rollin from the south side of the A
If you keep lookin imma bust your ass in your face
I aint goin to play imma just make an example
All that unloyal shit will get your bitch ass tapered
When I cock back my pistols gonna sound like bam
Get your ass so hard the f**kin crowd say damn
You just got knocked the f**k out
That's the way we do niggas that's eyein in da south

[chorus]
What the f**k iz goin on [2x]
He keep on eyein me [4x]
What the f**k iz goin on [2x]
He keep on tryin me [4x]

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