Trillville, Lil Jon, Lil Scrappy - Neva Eva (Get On My Level) lyrics

What, uh what?! You can't! You can't
It's Trillville ho, Lil Scrappy ho
It's BME ho let's go!

Get on my level ho

Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)

Get the fuck back, get the fuck back already
I ain't playing nann day


Prove a nigga what you say
Meet me anywhere, I don't care
It don't matter to me
Cause if you fucking step
I'mma step in your vicinity
What, you think I'm a ho? Nigga please!
You ain't on my level get some rank, bitch
While I'm digging your 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
Rank 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 playing chief will put
You straight to the test

Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)

Look at 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 ya do is chit-chat always slizzle making
Sure I stay gone
Call us some broad to the 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 Cartiers on
Don't know if I'm high, drunk
Or getting my roll on
He on the cell "Can ya hear me?" hell nah
Get on my level
That's what I'm trying to tell y'all, fo real

Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)

LA off in this thing, get up on my level, ho!
Bitch nigga, you can never ever
Ever ever hang
Bitch nigga step the fuck back
And if you think I'm jokin'
Ask them niggas that tried to play us
See 'em lying off in that coffin
Trillville, ATL swanging, swanging
Throwing bows got some niggas that be hating
Busting slugs at my foes
If you thinking 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 getting bust
We ain't hard to find, nigga
So why you steadily talking shit?
I'm fixing to sick my dogs, ho
Pussy nigga, get big, nigga-ho

Get crunk out your brains when
I spit this verse
I'm a blood-sucking vampire
My venom is worse
Head Bustas deal with dangerous thirsts
(Head Busta)
Shatter your bones in your chest and
Make your motherfuckin' heart burst
Don't worry now, best of the South on the map
Knock your thoughts out and leave
Your brains on your lap
Don't touch my Kangol
Shorty what's wrong with you?
I might drop my fist back
And knock your grill through

Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Bitch nigga you can neva eva eva eva
Eva eva, eva eva eva eva
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (What)
Get on my level ho (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!