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letra de roll call (crunk rock remix) - lil jon & the east side boyz

[intro: lil jon]
yeah! right about now (what’s up)
it’s time for the real n-gga roll call
now when you hear your city or state being called
you put your motherf-ckin’ middle finger up in this b-tch
atl, st. louis, alabama, chicago, the carolina’s, nap town
dc, the bay area, va, miami, new york n-ggas, texas, you know!

[chorus: lil jon and ice cube]
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)

[verse 1: lil jon]
y’all b-tches! come on flexin’ ass flauntin’ ass n-ggas!
my n-ggas! be some real ass trill ass n-ggas!
your n-ggas! be some ho ass p-ssy ass n-ggas!
my n-ggas! be some head-bustin’ gangsta ass n-ggas!
your n-ggas! be some runnin’ ass scary ass n-ggas!
my n-ggas! be some roy jones beat ya ass n-ggas!
your n-ggas! be some cake and handcuffin’ ass n-ggas!
my n-ggas! be some “send them hoes out!” n-ggas!
your n-ggas! be some tricking off pay them hoes ass n-ggas!
my n-ggas! bishop don juan pimpin’ ass n-ggas!
your n-ggas! be some .22 havin’ ass n-ggas!
my n-ggas! be some chopper street sweepin’ ass n-ggas!
your n-ggas! them ol’ half ounce sellin’ ass n-ggas!
my n-ggas! be some dirty bird movin’ ass n-ggas!
your n-ggas! be some kissin’ security ass ass n-ggas!
my n-ggas! f-ck them hoes and break they jaw ass n-ggas!
[chorus: lil jon and ice cube]
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)

[verse 2: ice cube]
see i’mma mean n-gga, yous afraid n-gga
ol’ pretend n-gga, smile and grin n-gga
i hate a false n-gga, diana ross n-gga
so if ya lost n-gga, meet the boss n-gga
he’s a super n-gga, wit a groupa n-gga
act stupid n-gga, i’ll f-ckin’ nuke the n-gga
cause yous a happy n-gga and i’m a nappy n-gga
f-ckin’ scr-ppy n-gga, meet ya pappy n-gga
it’s ice cube n-gga and lil’ jon n-gga
so if ya drunk n-gga, keep it crunk n-gga
til’ you punk n-gga, feel the bump n-gga
get yo testifying ass in the trunk n-gga
you wanna tell n-gga, i’ll dump a sh-ll n-gga
send a frail n-gga, straight ta h-ll n-gga
thats ya shelter n-gga, “heltah-a-skelta” n-gga
and when i belt a n-gga, they ain’t helpin’ n-gga!
[chorus: lil jon and ice cube]
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)

[interlude: lil jon]
yeah!
i see you and your lil cl!ck up in the club n-gga
i see y’all n-ggas over there talkin’ that sh-t
but you know what n-gga
b-tch n-ggas get dealt wit motherf-ckin’ real quick!
ice cube!

[verse 3: ice cube]
here we come boy
real n-ggas shoot ta k!ll betta run boy
or you can tell me how i feel as a real n-gga
which n-gga, go get a b-tch n-gga, no better
hoes better do what i say
cause i’m “insane in the brain”
b-tch i got rick james in my veins
real n-ggas never change, we just let it bang
roll thru the gutter lane, daddy said let ’em hang
and cut ’em like its b-tter mayne
skeet skeet skeet – naw that’s the other mayne
cause my skeet never leak out this rubber mayne
t&a ain’t worth a n-ggas dna
that crazy b-tch’ll have ya ass off e&j
fake n-ggas got these real b-tches bein g-y
til my peoples come around it’s like night and day
now she wanna change her god and the way she pray
authentic n-ggas all know thats the playa way
[chorus: lil jon and ice cube]
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
y’all n-ggas can’t f-ck wit my n-gga’s ho! (p-ssy n-gga)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)
motherf-ck that n-gga! (motherf-ck that b-tch!)

[verse 4: lil jon]
we runnin this b-tch, y’all n-ggas ain’t sh-t
we runnin this b-tch, y’all n-ggas ain’t sh-t
we in the club gettin’ crunk, you in the club gettin’ stomped
we in the club gettin’ crunk, you in the club gettin’ stomped
we in the hood on the block, you in the hood gettin’ shot
we in the hood on the block, you in the hood gettin’ shot
we quick ta show you what we bout
you quick to run ya f-ckin’ mouth
we quick ta show you what we bout
you quick to run ya f-ckin’ mouth
real n-ggas from the east and we act a f-ckin’ beast
real n-ggas from the east and we act a f-ckin’ beast
we gangsta n-ggas from the west, puttin’ holes in ya vest
we gangsta n-ggas from the west, puttin’ holes in ya vest
my midwest n-ggas hard, quick ta pull ya f-ckin’ card
my midwest n-ggas hard, quick ta pull ya f-ckin’ card
and down south we set if off, blow ya f-ckin’ face off
and down south we set if off, blow ya f-ckin’ face off
(real n-gga role call!)

- lil jon the east side boyz

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