Who Them Boyz — текст песни (Master P f C-Murder, Lil Jon, Liberty)

(Intro)

[Master P] Motherfucking King of Crunk and the Don of rowdy music nigga)
[Lil Jon] Yyyeeeaahhh!
[Lil Jon] Hey (Hey) Lil Jon (Lil Jon) Hey Master P (Master P)
[Master P] Uuuughhhh!
[Lil Jon] New No Limit BME Click (What! 7X)
Me and my motherfucking boys in the club tonight
We don`t give a fuck if we gotta run the fucking fight
[Master P] Represent, get `em up, throw `em up, get `em up
[Lil Jon] Especially with them motherfucking boys over there
You know them motherfucking boys?
[Master P] Nah!

[Master P: Chorus]
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys)

[Master P]
I`m from uptown New Orleans
Straight out the hood
I jumped off the spinners saying I wish you would
Nigga walked up on me mean-mugging talking shit (What!)
I don`t know this motherfucker I probably done fucked his bitch
Eyes hella red I just smoked me a nickle
I ain`t feeling this shit, I put my hand on my pickle
The nigga started steaming but I`m cool as a fan
He wanna throw `em up but I got a gat in my pants
I`m throwed off nigga, missing a few screws
And I don`t give a fuck about putting your ass on the news
And if you ain`t from my hood, you know you could get it
We roll hella deep niggaz screamin NO LIMIT!
I`m a thug nigga, I lean when I walk
My favorite drink is that Incredible Hulk (Uuuughhhh!)
I`m a soldier and I`m ready to ride
We got beef we, we could take it outside

Chorus

We ridin dirty smokin, windows tinted
Run up on the `lac this ain`t a movie but this the ending
I got a nigga rolling with me name Uzi
We stop on the block and this boy ain`t choosy
The first one we see better, break me off
And if your shoes too big, take the motherfuckers off

[C-Murder]
Straight gutter, straight rough rugged raw
Wicked like you never saw (Uuuughhhh!)
Let`s go to war
It`s dark and hell is hot, my chance is 50/50
If I die I`m taking you with me, so come and get me
In my chest your bullets will never hit me
I`m vested up (WHAT!)
Touching retaliation nigga that`s what`s up

[Master P]
We demand respect, cause ya`ll niggaz rookies
Don`t make us act like cookie monster and take a niggaz cookies (Uuuughhhh!)
No limit boys rowdy and we don`t give a fuck
C-Murder in this bitch throw your fuckin hoods up

Chorus

[Master P]
Yo, tell Liberty there`s some girl out here for her

[Liberty]
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
You know them girls? (Fuck them girls)
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
I know them girls (Fuck them girls)
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
You know them girls? (Fuck them girls)
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
I know them girls (Fuck them girls)

I`m ready willing and able to ride at any cost
Down to spark feeling I`m Pedo and I`m from boat
Choking bitches with their weaves I`m all up in their throat
I suggest you think about it cause you don`t really know (What!)
I can care less about your rep up in the streets
I got peeps in the streets that`ll automatic sweep
No limit mommies don`t be fooled by the baby face
I`m not digging your man, I`m just thugging for Benjamins
So stop the hating increase the radio cake
I`m not, familiar with you why you trying to debate
I`m in a light green Maybach (WHAT!), mirror glass tinted
You better keep your day job you`ll never be in it uh hah

[Liberty]
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
You know them girls? (Fuck them girls)
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
I know them girls (Fuck them girls)

[Master P]
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys, boys, boys)



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