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lirik lagu bia’ bia’ 2 – lil’ jon

bia’ bia’, why ya actin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya fussin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya lookin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya frontin’ like a, like a

well, getcho’ hands up, getcho’ hands up
godd-mn it motherf-cker, getcho’ hands up
getcho’ hands up, getcho’ hands up
godd-mn it motherf-cker, getcho’ hands up

well, throw yo click up, throw yo click up
godd-mn it motherf-cker, throw yo click up
throw yo click up, throw yo click up
godd-mn it motherf-cker, throw yo click up

well, whatchu’ lookin’ at n-gg-, whatchu’ lookin’ at n-gg-
whatchu’ lookin’ at n-gg-, whatchu’ lookin’ at n-gg-
whatchu’ lookin’ at n-gg-, whatchu’ lookin’ at n-gg-
whatchu’ lookin’ at n-gg-, whatchu’ lookin’ at

now whatchu’ wanna do, whatchu’ wanna do
godd-mn it, f-ck n-gg- whatchu’ wanna do
whatchu’ wanna do, whatchu’ wanna do
well, n-gg- f-ck you, f-ck you, f-ck you, f-ck you

bia’ bia’, why ya actin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya fussin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya lookin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya frontin’ like a, like a

pour me some bombay and fire up that bomb
it’s about time somebody checked you, you b-tch -ss punk
i heard you slapped ya woman ’cause she told ya the truth
real n-gg-s bring out the ho in you

us pimp n-gg-s get a foul ho, we chin check her
all you do is play the role n-gg-, you just a actor
won’t let a b-tch breathe if she wanted with your’s
she just a weak motherf-cker, so insecure

how come she can’t leave home without gettin’ cussed out
every time you get mad, you tell her, “get the f-ck out”
but i told her, i said, “it’s cool, get at me
come by the house and get nasty”

i spit the real game
i rolled her in my caddy when she yelled my name
i told her call me daddy
trick n-gg-, if you tell me you a playa, you’s a lie
’cause you’ll never be like willie dynamite and super-fly
you just a

bia’ bia’, why ya actin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya fussin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya lookin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya frontin’ like a, like a

bump, b-mp, b-mp, b-mp lettin’ off shots
double glock, glock, ch-ch, n-gg- pop pop
it don’t stop in that dirty south
burn up the whole block, that’s what this here we ’bout

n-gg-s livin’ lawless, n-gg-s labeled hardest
gonna see who’s life is shortest
regardless this whole world to me is garbage
tryin’ to reap my harvest, i’m starvin’ less than a life of ballin’
yet still tryin’ to find my callin’

and make a change, look into my eyes, all you see is pain
look up in the sky, all i see is rain, ain’t no sunshine
call me a monkey but look i got king nine bloodlines
with p-9’s and semi-autos, ain’t guaranteed tomorrow
name all my borrow

i represent the slums, ate the crumbs
now i’m reachin’ for a new height
nothin’ but love and we grew tight
played and renew sight, hustlin’ for food tight
who the dopiest on the planet, b-tch, chyna whyte

bia’ bia’, why ya actin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya fussin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya lookin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’, why ya frontin’ like a, like a
bia’ bia’

- lil jon

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