Grand Finale(Album Version) - Lil Jon
"Yeeeeah (Yeeeeah ) It's been a long journey getting' to
This motherf**kin' point of this Crunk Juice shit (What )
But we done got to the last motherf**kin' song niggaz
(Last shit niggaz ) And I got five of the hottest motherf**kin'
Emcees in the world givin' you that gangsta shit
IT'S THE MOTHERF**KIN' GRAND FINALE "
We growin' doja in the basement in that underwater garden (Okay)
When hereon in the bank shed dry it 'til it harden
Make it hash up in the oven (Man) put yayo in the hot plate
Drain and dry in the freezer it's obvious we got weight
I said hard work that's soft work even with wet work
Built-in clientele so we ain't gotta network (Let's go)
We always got work so we ain't gotta get work
And if you ain't gettin' your work from us you bound to get jerked
We yayo experts we been whippin' the yola since the crackas decided to
Take the coke from Coca-Cola
Hold the rollers the king of the Trill
The underground as well you can step in the ring when you feel
Nigga just sound the bell
Can't sound the heaters in this game but the grind I'm lovin'
Nigga we passed all that pushin' man it's time for shovin'
I got the mask I got the strap soon as I find the gloves
We gonna start exposin' off like Farhrenheit 9/11
I'ma speak clearly 'cause I don't think they hearin' me
A nigga only fear's gettin' charged with conspiracy
I'ca get it right to ya sticky green white to ya
Wear whatever you want bullets goin' right through ya
If you stressin' to get buried
My niggaz'll send you back to the essence in a hurry
Sippin' Crunk Juice blowin' Dutchies in the Chevy
Try to figure me out dawg I'm light but I'm heavy
Yellow lemonheads in the bezzie of the presi'
And yeah anybody'ca rock but D-Block rock steady (D-Block )
FED's don't need no warrants 'cause y'all all informants
So I get higher than New York insurance
Try to keep shit clean like Florence
Moved on up on the East side 'cause I never lost endurance
And it's all real niggaz if I ever get a license to carry
Shit that's a license to kill niggaz
I refuse to lose I rather give these weak dudes the blues
And separate them from they jewels teach 'em don'ts and do's
I raise tools make crews make decisions confused
All spectators can say is "This lil' nigga's a fool"
A short fuse with some loose screws some unscrewed
Better prove you niggaz pussy as the Moulan Rouge
So who guardin' who you know who to you know what
To you know where goin' 'gainst 'em's too unfair
'Cause everywhere you do a show he got kinfolk there
Now you know I ain't no I got ten folk there
They ain't powerful as the one at the end of your prayer
Got you runnin' for your life without a minute to spare
Catch you dead to the granite melt the grease in your hair
When I go them boys is gonna be indecent affair
Guarantee you nah a real nigga breathin' accounted
At your funeral just your parents and the preacher was there
Hollow television name-dropper reachin' for help
So I ain't gotta say a word pimp you beatin' ya'self
You gon' get what you deserve for disrespectin' the game
Any nigga with the nerve to say another man name
When that other man ain't even present
And deny it when somebody ask him about it
That nigga's a lame you like to lie on the mic
Hide behind fame I was a G when I came
That's the way I remain
Who besides the Egyptian-walker f**kers have a conniption
My existence persistent to bring foes misfortune
I dazzle 'em like the alderman Billy Dee in Mahogany minus the perm
From the tiniest sperm that the mightiest The Almighty can muster
Project prophet chronic blockage gives Alzheimer's to youngsters
Amongst them is me can't remembers my beefs
With who For what They screw-face me up my boo laced me up
Bolinsiaga flimsy condo with bimbos in south of Kalan Gro in pimp mode
The inf' glow on his clothes and you know it's over
Hammer hit pin pin hit shell from the shell the slug gonna chew ya
Try not to lose me I try not to lose'ya
Mamma say mamma sa mu makasa fly to Cuba
To chill with some politi-kill niggaz who ill
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