[Lil' Jon]
Yea
What...What
Check dis out right (Yea)
Lil' Jon and the motherfuking East Side Boyz
The Kings of Krunk
Back at you with some new s***
Now just because we went platinum and s*** don't mean we gone change n****
We the m****f**ing Kings of Krunk and we gon' always keep this m****f***er krunk
Now let's talk about some more music
[Chorus]
If you roll up in the club and them n***** wanna f***
When you step up to they face what they gon' do s***
If you roll up in the club and them hoes aren't acting up
When you step up to them hoes what they gon' do s***
What they gon' do s*** [repeat 8 times]
[Lil' Jon]
p**** n**** what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' f*** all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you f***** up...
p**** n**** what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' f*** all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you f***** up...
You don't came in the club wit yo m****f***ing click...
We don't give a f*** hoe, ya'll p**** like b******
You don't came in the club wit yo m****f***ing click...
We don't give a f*** hoe, ya'll p**** like b******
It's some East-side n***** and they keeping this b****,
and they step the a** n**** that be talking that s***
It's some West-side n***** and they keeping this b****,
and they step the a** n**** that be talking that s***
It's some North-side n***** and they keeping this b****,
and they step the a** n**** that be talking that s***
It's some South-side n***** and they keeping this b****,
and they step the a** n**** that be talking that s***
[Chorus]
[Lil' Scrappy]
My brains is taking in too much pain
I'm bout explode first and then take aim
But its cool lil' shorty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise n**** without jabbing the arm
I don't play wit m****f***ers cause this s*** be real
Make ya hold ya breath longer than a navy seal
And them hoes will leave yo a** dead in the path
Like the way you came n**** yo d*** from yo a**
I break bones with my n*****
f*** hoes with my n*****
How the f*** you think I feel bout deforming yo figure
It's a close casket
For them hating basket
Its some g's that's real and some messed up f*****
Who you talking to b****?
What you gon' do trick?
When its obvious to see that you aint gon' do s***
Lil' Scrappy the Prince and I aint taking no chump
I'm a quiet krunk n**** and f*** being a punk
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Yea... Yea... Yea
I'm looking round dis m****f**ing club (What)
Them n***** still m****f**ing looking over here and s*** (looking over here and talking and s***)
Think we gonna get some m****f***ing straightening in the m****f**er (Yea)
Dis what we gon' m****f**ing do (What's up)
We gon' walk over to dis m****f***ing n***** (Yea)
And talk to their a** like dis
Only b******' talk s*** (What)
Only b******' talk s*** (What)
Only b****** talk s*** that's why we bustin' yo s***
Only b******' talk s*** (What)
Only b******' talk s*** (What)
Only b****** talk s*** that's why we bustin' yo s***
We real n***** (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real n***** (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real n***** (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real n***** (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
[Chorus]
Yea
What...What
Check dis out right (Yea)
Lil' Jon and the motherfuking East Side Boyz
The Kings of Krunk
Back at you with some new s***
Now just because we went platinum and s*** don't mean we gone change n****
We the m****f**ing Kings of Krunk and we gon' always keep this m****f***er krunk
Now let's talk about some more music
[Chorus]
If you roll up in the club and them n***** wanna f***
When you step up to they face what they gon' do s***
If you roll up in the club and them hoes aren't acting up
When you step up to them hoes what they gon' do s***
What they gon' do s*** [repeat 8 times]
[Lil' Jon]
p**** n**** what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' f*** all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you f***** up...
p**** n**** what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' f*** all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you f***** up...
You don't came in the club wit yo m****f***ing click...
We don't give a f*** hoe, ya'll p**** like b******
You don't came in the club wit yo m****f***ing click...
We don't give a f*** hoe, ya'll p**** like b******
It's some East-side n***** and they keeping this b****,
and they step the a** n**** that be talking that s***
It's some West-side n***** and they keeping this b****,
and they step the a** n**** that be talking that s***
It's some North-side n***** and they keeping this b****,
and they step the a** n**** that be talking that s***
It's some South-side n***** and they keeping this b****,
and they step the a** n**** that be talking that s***
[Chorus]
[Lil' Scrappy]
My brains is taking in too much pain
I'm bout explode first and then take aim
But its cool lil' shorty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise n**** without jabbing the arm
I don't play wit m****f***ers cause this s*** be real
Make ya hold ya breath longer than a navy seal
And them hoes will leave yo a** dead in the path
Like the way you came n**** yo d*** from yo a**
I break bones with my n*****
f*** hoes with my n*****
How the f*** you think I feel bout deforming yo figure
It's a close casket
For them hating basket
Its some g's that's real and some messed up f*****
Who you talking to b****?
What you gon' do trick?
When its obvious to see that you aint gon' do s***
Lil' Scrappy the Prince and I aint taking no chump
I'm a quiet krunk n**** and f*** being a punk
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Yea... Yea... Yea
I'm looking round dis m****f**ing club (What)
Them n***** still m****f**ing looking over here and s*** (looking over here and talking and s***)
Think we gonna get some m****f***ing straightening in the m****f**er (Yea)
Dis what we gon' m****f**ing do (What's up)
We gon' walk over to dis m****f***ing n***** (Yea)
And talk to their a** like dis
Only b******' talk s*** (What)
Only b******' talk s*** (What)
Only b****** talk s*** that's why we bustin' yo s***
Only b******' talk s*** (What)
Only b******' talk s*** (What)
Only b****** talk s*** that's why we bustin' yo s***
We real n***** (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real n***** (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real n***** (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real n***** (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
[Chorus]