Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way
Move bitch, get out the way
Get out the way bitch, get out the way

[Amit]
OH NO! The FIGHT'S OUT
I'ma bout to punch yo... LIGHTS OUT
Get the FUCK back, guard ya grill
There's somethin wrong, we can't stay still
I've been drankin and bustin' too
and I been thankin of bustin' you
Upside ya motherfuckin forehead
And if your friends jump in, "Ohhh gurrlll", they'll be mo dead
Causin confusion, Disturbin Tha Peace
Since not into lution, we run in the streets-a
So bye-bye to all you groupies and golddiggers
Is there a bumper on your ass? NO NIGGA!
I'm doin a hundred on the highway
So if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK outta my way
I'm D.U.I., hardly ever caught sober
and you about to get ran the FUCK over

[Chorus]

[Mystikal over second chorus]
BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out
BITCH! Watch out, watch out, watch out, move

Here I come, here I go
UH OH! Don't jump bitch, move
You see them headlights? You hear that fuckin crowd?
Start that goddamn show, I'm comin through
Hit the stage and knock the curtains down
I fuck the crowd up - that's what I do
Young and successful - a sex symbol
The bitches want me to fuck em - true true
Hold up, wait up, shorty
"Oh aww wazzzupp? Get my dick sucked, what are yoouu doin?"
Sidelinin my fuckin business
Tryin to get my paper, child support suin
Give me that truck and take that rental back
Who bought these fuckin T.V.'s and jewelry bitch, tell me that?
No, I ain't bitter, I don't give a fuck
But I'ma tell you like this bitch
You better not walk in front of my tour bus

[Chorus]

[I-20 over second chorus]
Bring it, get 'em

2-0, I'm on the right track
Beef, got the right mack
Hit the trunk, grab the pump, punk I'll be right back
We buyin bars out, showin scars out
We heard there's hoes out, so we brought the cars out
Grab the peels cuz we robbin tonight
Beat the SHIT outta of security for stompin the fight
I got a fifth of the Remy, fuck the Belve and Cris
I'm sellin shit up in the club like I work in the bitch
Fuck the dress codes, it's street clothes, we all street niggaz
We on the dance floor, throwin bows, beatin up niggaz
I'm from the DEC, tryna to disrespect DTP
And watch the bottles start flyin from the VIP
Fuck this rap shit, we clap bitch, two in ya body
Grab ya four, start a fight dog, ruin the party
So move bitch, get out the way HOE
All you ****** mother******s make way for 2-0
So...

[Chorus]

[*whistling*]

crazy nigga

*bax ass up*

you can't forget about southern hospitality

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leech and reply please!!!!

[Marc]
Nigga you got no style, I got my steels up your alley.
Check out my records check out my tables
I got that shit banging up at club downtime.

Frequency is the name and thats where I'm game.
I be chizzlen with the ladies left and right. Looking up and down and straight in their eyes. grarrrr...It's not about the Ching Ching its all about the bling bling. Back the fuck up yo back the fuck up.. Czr is playing wordd... he be snappin and crackin break all you mofos..

hehe I did that in a few mins lol I'm not gonna finish it lol

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HighCouncil

LOL at Amit for ripping off Ludacris in the 1st post

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"Wenn du dich zum Untergrund zählst, reicht es nicht, es nur zu sagen. Du musst auch viel graben, um es zu werden."

[da blu 2 da 9]
Amit thinks hes Luda rippin his shit/but trance is where its at you ghetto wannabe trick/frequency be where da playaz and hos be shakin dey asses to sets like tiestos/da club be jumpin to tha beats that rap cant defeat/so turn that shit off and spin up some dyk/cuz hiphops for kiddos with trainin wheels on they bikes/werd. im out yo peace

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[Da Leaper Of Sands]

Well look here,we've got an attention whore/and since Tiesto-threads don't work no more/he's ripping of Luda,trying to be gangsta/thinking TAs don't know shit about hiphop,you should know betta/See,we ain't ignorant and prejudiced like many others/and hiphop ain't something that we just discovered/you thought you'd get away with a ripoff like that/well it looks like you're busted,now stop acting like a twat/

Peace out,y'all,I'm outta here

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"Wenn du dich zum Untergrund zählst, reicht es nicht, es nur zu sagen. Du musst auch viel graben, um es zu werden."

Last edited by Sand Leaper on Sep-05-2002 at 11:16

na dude...this is the trance 2002 remix. i am thinking about giving tiesto a chance 2 remix it. lol

haha! HOOOOO, YOU'S A HOOOOO!!! That song was an anthem down here in Atlanta. I used to play it at the club I worked at when the ho's were gettin' really freaky on the dancefloor.

But I like Southern Hospitality better.. (produced by The Neptunes)

All my players in the house that can buy the bar
And the ballin-ass niggaz wit the candy cars
If you a pimp and you know you don't love them hoes
When you get on the flo' (nigga throw dem 'bows)
All my women in the house if you chasin cash
And you got some big titties wit a matchin ass
Witcha fly-ass boots or ya open toes
When ya get on the flo' (nigga throw dem 'bows)

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whats all this abt n!ggers n w!ggers?

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Found Atlantis - Mixography [mix archive/mokumentary/my soul]?
i writed a song.

amit you fucking freak! that you's a ho song is so old!