White Meat (Chopped & Screwed) lyrics

[Intro: Michael Watts]
DJ Michael Watts
Puttin it down for my n*gga Lil Jon mane
The whole BME Click n*gga what

[Verse 1: 8Ball]
Yeah, full of-full of all kinda drugs high as a giraffe, pus*y
Full of all kinda drugs high as a giraffe
F-f-full of all kinda drugs high as a giraffe
pus*y n*gga better not get too close
n*gga better not try to push me
We got them thangs, I mean them thangs that go bang bang
Don't give a f*ck who you with
Don't give a f*ck if you bang bang
Don't give a f*ck who you with
Don't give a f*ck if you bang bang
Don't give a f*ck who you with
Don't give a f*ck if you got some change
Take-take your neck, take-take your watch, take-take your diamond rangs
Way back in the game, when a n*gga use to have sell rock cocaine
Right now today, I'ma grab the mic and bring thе pain
Go f*cking insane, everything I say go straight to ya brain
Lil Jon on thе beat, bout'a tear this b*tch up out the frame
You better leave if you thing you just a little lame
Tuck your chain don't get caught when this here song come on
Look at my face, that's gon' tell you n*ggas something-
[Chorus: MJG]
I heard-I heard you n*ggas don't like me (Like)
I know-I know you boys wanna fight me (Fight)
I know-I know where your kids and yo wife be (Wife)
Buss a-buss a n*gga head till da white meat (White)
I heard-I heard you n*ggas don't like me (Like)
(The blow-the blow, the pills, the yak, the herb)
I know-I know you boys wanna fight me (Fight)
(The-the-the-the-the-the-the-the-the)
I know-I know where your kids and yo wife be (Wife)
(The blow-blow, the pills, the yak, the herb)
Buss a-buss a n*gga head till da white meat (White-)
(The blow-blow, the blow, the blow, the blow)

[Verse 2: MJG]
Real-real killers, tough-tough n*ggas, loud-loud mouth rough-rough n*ggas
Can't-can't stay out'a handcuff n*ggas ain't enough n*ggas
To run up n*ggas, I'm a, artillery specialist
Never the f*cking less I get pimpin naturally effortless
Coming up outta regions where motherf*ckers is needing
MJG to speak for 'em, continue to see for 'em
I ran the street with 'em, concrete to feet with 'em
I made them hoes pick 'em, I made them go, stick 'em
Pimp tight, M-J, f*cking G, I'm, luckily
Married to this 45, under my f*ckin seat
Talking-talking, pullin pistols out and shootin never shook me
You boys can't whoop me, listen what the hook-
[Chorus: MJG]
I heard-I heard you n*ggas don't like me (Like)
I know-I know you boys wanna fight me (Fight)
I know-I know where your kids and yo wife be (Wife)
Buss a-buss a n*gga head till da white meat (White)
I heard-I heard you n*ggas don't like me (Like)
(The blow-the blow, the pills, the yak, the herb)
I know-I know you boys wanna fight me (Fight)
(The-the-the-the-the-the-the-the-the)
I know-I know where your kids and yo wife be (Wife)
(The blow-blow, the pills, the yak, the herb)
Buss a-buss a n*gga head till da white meat (White-)
(The blow-blow, the blow, the blow, the blow)

[Verse 3: Lil Jon, Lil Bo & Big Sam]
Oh, we ain't scared'a f*ck n*ggas, we ain't scared'a whole cliques
f*ck-f*ck them n*ggas, take they hoes, and muthaf*ckin-f*ckin sh*t-sh*t
(f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em)
We ain't scared'a f*ck n*ggas, we ain't scared'a whole cliques
f*ck-f*ck them n*ggas, take they hoes, and muthaf*ckin-f*ckin sh*t-sh*t
(f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em, f*ck em)
You think you bad n*gga, (What?)
You think you hard n*gga, (What?)
Yo clique ain't sh*t, we pull your car n*gga, (What?)
You think you bad n*gga, (What?)
You think you hard n*gga, (What?)
Yo clique ain't sh*t, we pull your car n*gga, (What?)
We shoot a bird at a pus*y n*gga, we roll on a pus*y n*gga
(Bird, hey, hey)
I don't-I don't give a f*ck n*gga, stole on that pus*y n*gga
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We shoot a bird at a pus*y n*gga, we roll on a pus*y n*gga
(Bird, hey, hey)
I don't-I don't give a f*ck n*gga, stole on that pus*y-
(Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: MJG]
I heard-I heard you n*ggas don't like me (Like)
I know-I know you boys wanna fight me (Fight)
I know-I know where your kids and yo wife be (Wife)
Buss a-buss a n*gga head till da white meat (White)
I heard-I heard you n*ggas don't like me (Like)
(The blow-the blow, the pills, the yak, the herb)
I know-I know you boys wanna fight me (Fight)
(The-the-the-the-the-the-the-the-the)
I know-I know where your kids and yo wife be (Wife)
(The blow-blow, the pills, the yak, the herb)
Buss a-buss a n*gga head till da white meat (White-)
(The blow-blow, the blow, the blow, the blow)

[Outro: Lil Jon]
Oh we some headbussas, oh we some headbussas
Crack a-crack a n*gga skull, we some head bussas
Oh we some headbussas, oh we some headbussas
Crack a-crack a n*gga skull, we some head bussas
Oh we some headbussas, oh we some headbussas
Crack a-crack a n*gga skull, we some head bussas
Oh we some headbussas, oh we some headbussas
Crack a-crack a n*gga skull, we some head bussas