作词 : Moses Barrett, III/Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith 作曲 : Moses Barrett, III/Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith I'mma tell y'all *************s like this *************t right It's 2003 my ************* All that yappin' at the mouth *************t my *************, ah Man *************s ain't with that *************t my ************* I don't play that *************t no more man As soon as a ************* start talking that *************t Man, you on the floor son Watch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't like me, yeah I don't like you, yeah You wanna fight me, yeah I wanna fight you, yeah Put your hands up, ************* Put your hands up, ************* Put your hands up, hoe Put your hands up, trick ************* these rental cars, yeah They don't run *************t, yeah Who run this *************t? We run this ************* Put your hands up, ************* Put your hands up, ************* Put your hands up, hoe Put your hands, trick My back ain't dead, yeah My lip ain't swoll, yeah My head ain't bust, yeah My nuts ain't grey, yeah Put your hands up ************* Put your hands up ************* Put your hands up hoe Put your hands up trick I'm from a small town called ' Woop a *************s ass' And I mean, well, woop a ************* ass I mean, well, beat a ************* to death And I mean, well, came all the way there Taka ************* down a dirt path to a junk yard Where it stankin' at, aha Put his ass in a plastic bag but just a home Where you blast him at I'm talkin' 'bout Tie it up with a shoe string And a picture hook stuck in the thang Layin' on empty cans and recylin' bags With some *************ass gatorade, I own a switchblade Well, cut butter to put in tha damn microwave Better get you a sharpener baby,' Cuz that thang only gonna get me aggrivated You look hard But you really soft, you cotton soft You try to make me mad, mad But you just piss me off, you piss me off *************it I ain't scared of you *************, ************* And I aint scared of them hoes, hoes And I definiely ain't scared of that tank T *************rtAss ************* thankin' he's woe Watch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none I don't blame you, yeah I blame your mammy *************, yeah She should't of ****** your daddy, yeah She shoulda sucked the *************, yeah Yous a punk boy, yeah A ************* boy, yeah You like it in the ass, yeah With something real hard, oh Swear to God, mother******* we be slayin' 'em up Have one of these *************s, I tear him up Havin' him sayin' that country boy was bad as ************* Came hit him with a heater, ain't have to bust Take the bullets from a gun *************, add them up Put them right back in it before I put it up I'm saying this game ain't changing much Still the same mother*******s used to sell the drugs Them same ones that used to come to the club See a ************* leave a ************* in a thang of blood In a car with a browd when the police come Gone before they find out what the hell it was of Dead wrong, you don't hear me tho But it ain't nothing that ************* ain't done before It ain't nothing that a ************* won't try again But remember that sucka's already killed a man Gone craig, gone craig still froggin' and go ahead And leap but when you jump over here, jump over here Try and remember what the ************* I said 'cuz I meanWatch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none
作词 : Moses Barrett, III/Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith 作曲 : Moses Barrett, III/Jonathan "Lil Jon" Smith I'mma tell y'all *************s like this *************t right It's 2003 my ************* All that yappin' at the mouth *************t my *************, ah Man *************s ain't with that *************t my ************* I don't play that *************t no more man As soon as a ************* start talking that *************t Man, you on the floor son Watch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't like me, yeah I don't like you, yeah You wanna fight me, yeah I wanna fight you, yeah Put your hands up, ************* Put your hands up, ************* Put your hands up, hoe Put your hands up, trick ************* these rental cars, yeah They don't run *************t, yeah Who run this *************t? We run this ************* Put your hands up, ************* Put your hands up, ************* Put your hands up, hoe Put your hands, trick My back ain't dead, yeah My lip ain't swoll, yeah My head ain't bust, yeah My nuts ain't grey, yeah Put your hands up ************* Put your hands up ************* Put your hands up hoe Put your hands up trick I'm from a small town called ' Woop a *************s ass' And I mean, well, woop a ************* ass I mean, well, beat a ************* to death And I mean, well, came all the way there Taka ************* down a dirt path to a junk yard Where it stankin' at, aha Put his ass in a plastic bag but just a home Where you blast him at I'm talkin' 'bout Tie it up with a shoe string And a picture hook stuck in the thang Layin' on empty cans and recylin' bags With some *************ass gatorade, I own a switchblade Well, cut butter to put in tha damn microwave Better get you a sharpener baby,' Cuz that thang only gonna get me aggrivated You look hard But you really soft, you cotton soft You try to make me mad, mad But you just piss me off, you piss me off *************it I ain't scared of you *************, ************* And I aint scared of them hoes, hoes And I definiely ain't scared of that tank T *************rtAss ************* thankin' he's woe Watch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none I don't blame you, yeah I blame your mammy *************, yeah She should't of ****** your daddy, yeah She shoulda sucked the *************, yeah Yous a punk boy, yeah A ************* boy, yeah You like it in the ass, yeah With something real hard, oh Swear to God, mother******* we be slayin' 'em up Have one of these *************s, I tear him up Havin' him sayin' that country boy was bad as ************* Came hit him with a heater, ain't have to bust Take the bullets from a gun *************, add them up Put them right back in it before I put it up I'm saying this game ain't changing much Still the same mother*******s used to sell the drugs Them same ones that used to come to the club See a ************* leave a ************* in a thang of blood In a car with a browd when the police come Gone before they find out what the hell it was of Dead wrong, you don't hear me tho But it ain't nothing that ************* ain't done before It ain't nothing that a ************* won't try again But remember that sucka's already killed a man Gone craig, gone craig still froggin' and go ahead And leap but when you jump over here, jump over here Try and remember what the ************* I said 'cuz I meanWatch a ************* get sword on for talking that *************t Watch a ************* get rode on for talking that *************t Watch that ************* get laid out for talking that *************t Watch them ******* get drugged out for talking that *************t You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none You don't want none *************, you don't want none
