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Trillville - Neva Eva Feat. Lil Jon (HQ)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Trillville
Trillville
Vocals
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Vocals
Lil Scrappy
Lil Scrappy
Vocals
Dirty Mouth
Dirty Mouth
Vocals
Don P.
Don P.
Vocals
Lil La
Lil La
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donnell Prince
Donnell Prince
Songwriter
Jamal Glaze
Jamal Glaze
Songwriter
Lawrence Edwards
Lawrence Edwards
Songwriter
Darryl Richardson
Darryl Richardson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Warren Bletcher
Warren Bletcher
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Don P.
Don P.
Producer
Emperor Searcy
Emperor Searcy
Executive Producer
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer
Rob McDowell
Rob McDowell
Executive Producer
Tom Whalley
Tom Whalley
Executive Producer
Vince Phillips
Vince Phillips
Executive Producer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Cantrell
Jonathan Cantrell
Recording Engineer
Taj Tilghman
Taj Tilghman
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

What, ugh Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (you can't!) Get on my level hoe (you can't!) Get on my level hoe (it's Trillville hoe!) Get on my level hoe (Lil' Scrappy hoe!) Get on my level hoe (it's BME hoe!) Get on my level hoe (let's go!) Bitch nigga you can never ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Bitch nigga you can never ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get the fuck back, get the fuck up out my way I ain't playin' nann day, pussy nigga whatcha say Meet me anywhere, I don't care, it don't matter to me 'Cause if ya fuckin' step, I'ma step in yo' vicinity What you think I'm a hoe? Nigga, please, you ain't on my level Get some rank, bitch, while I'm diggin' ya grave with a shovel Time after time I ask myself, is it really clever for you to get with me? Bitch nigga you can never ever You ain't on my level, I push a Chevrolet pedal If you niggas fuck with me, I got that chrome, heavy metal Never settle for less but always strive for the best Most these niggas playin chief'll put ya straight to the test Bitch nigga you can never ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Bitch nigga you can never ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) My Benz, look at my 'Ac Look at my Navi' and my 'Lac Get on my level, hell nah, never that I knew you wasn't real 'cause all you do is chit-chat Always slizzle-making, sure I stay gone Call us some broad, Georgia girl, Georgia dome Trying to get with me is like naps through a comb They call me Don P AKA Corleone Up in the club with my Cartier's on Don't know if I'm high, drunk, or gettin' my roll on He on the cell "Can ya hear me?" hell nah Get on my level, that's what I'm tryin' to tell y'all For real Bitch nigga you can never ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (bitch!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Bitch nigga you can never ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) LA off in this thang, get up on my level hoe Bitch-nigga, you can never ever, ever, ever hang With us, nigga, step the fuck back and if ya think I'm jokin' Ask them niggas who tried to play us, see 'em lyin' off in that coffin Trillville, ATL swangin' swangin' throwin' bows Got some niggas that be hatin' bustin' slugs at my foes If ya thinkin' you can fuck with a nigga like me Nah nigga, get rich, Trillville and BME What the fuck you talking about? We too deep, nigga what! If a hater wanna hate then a hater gettin' bust We ain't hard to find nigga, so why you steadily talkin' shit I'm finna sick my dogs Pussy nigga, get big, boy Get crunk out your brains when I spit this verse I'm a blood-suckin' vampire, my venom is worse Head bustas deal with dangerous thirsts Shatter your bones in your chest and make your motherfuckin' heart burst Don't worry now, Prince of the South on the map Knock yo' thoughts out, and leave yo' brains on ya lap Don't touch my Kangol, shawty, what's wrong with you? I might cock my fist back and knock yo' grill through Bitch nigga you can never ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Bitch nigga you can never ever, ever, ever Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) Get on my level hoe (what!) (when I see you duck) Run around the motherfuckin' club Run around the motherfuckin' club Run around the motherfuckin' club Run around the motherfuckin' club Run around the motherfuckin' club Run around the motherfuckin' club Run around the motherfuckin' club Run around the motherfuckin' club Yeah
Writer(s): Lawrence Edwards, Donnell Prince, Darryl Richardson Ii, Jamal Glaze Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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