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Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz

Put Yo Hood Up (Remix)

 

Put Yo Hood Up (Remix)

(album: Part II - 2003)


[Intro Roy Jones Jr.]
Yeah this Roy Jones Jr.
Pound for pound the baddest thing throwing down
The undisputed light heavyweight champion of the world
We about to knock niggas heads off with this put yo hood up remix
Lil' Jone and the East Side Boyz
Jadakiss, Petey Pablo, Chyna Whyte
Represent y'all in the hood tonight
Yeah, yeah, uh uh

[Hook]
Put yo hood up
Put yo hood up
Put yo hood up
Put yo hood up
Put yo click up
Put yo click up
Put yo click up
Put yo click up
Represent yo shit motherfucker
Represent yo shit motherfucker
Represent yo click motherfucker
Represent yo click motherfucker

[Verse 1 Jadakiss]
I hold a 44 from the side angle
Gunshots below the waist'll make ya thigh dangle
Uh you know Kiss, all I do is puff hem all day
Getting money in the Bluff or on MLK
Since they brough gold back
I bought me a gold mack
To explode I leave ya back on Old National
I'm in a gentlemen's club with gentlemen thugs
But they call my hood pool dog cause we swimming in drugs
Get high, get drunk, and we get shit crunk
Violate you might die or just get jumped
Jadakiss, Lil' Jon and them Eastside Boyz
D-Block, every nigga got at least five toys
Double R till they put me in the ground
And I come back as a bullet, nigga put me in the pound
Stop acting like a bitch you scared
What up niggas the remix, put yo hood up niggas

[Hook]

[Verse 2 Petey Pablo]
It's the dirty boy's home town, yeah bitch I'm on now
Act any motherfucking way I want cause shit I'm in my own house
Music extra, extra loud
Shorties extra, extra out
My flows four mics, get The Source bitch and check it out
I came to knock this bastard down
Juic ya bleeding now
You be it the Petey style
Why hit the curb man I got 'em
With the open mouth
All I hear is oohs and awes
What ya mama said, damn Petey king now
Pow, I'm on they tails now
Helicopter well now
From Carolina to the ATL, it's hell now
Ah, simmer down, simmer down
Before they kick our ass out
Lil' Jon thanks for the sixteen, yeah now

[Hook]

[Verse 3 Chyna Whyte]
Ha ha, keep the fame nigga I'm in it for the dough
Fuck the glow, what's the sense if you ain't got cash to blow
I had to shift my gears from fast to slow
And get it past they time
Hoping that when I call home they dead or press the nine
I bet yo hood can't fuck with mine
Ooh the language I speak when them people roll around
And niggas just don't crack they leak
And they too quick to quack they beak
You hungry nigga's ribs touching what
Now you want half my meat
You know the narrow
Nigga I still run with the four pound metals
Still lacing the tracks with the pain of the ghetto
You boys living a dream like the Cosbys
And I'm tell ya one mo' time, no that ain't me on Foxy
Don't get it twisted I got hitters that'll do you in
And if the Feds come I got hitters that'll do my ten
With no problem, on every song I plant my flow blossom
From guns to gospel, Chyna Whyte AKA The Apostle

[Verse 5 Lil' Jon & The East Side Boyz]
Bia bia put yo click up and shout it out loud
Bia bia put yo click up and shout it out loud
Bia bia get buck in the motherfucking crowd
Bia bia get buck in the motherfucking crowd
We run this bitch, yo click ain't shit
We run this bitch, yo click ain't shit
We run this bitch, yo click ain't shit
We run this bitch, yo click ain't shit
Say nigga fuck you fuck you
Nigga fuck you fuck you
Nigga fuck you fuck you
Nigga fuck you fuck you
Nigga fuck you fuck you
Nigga fuck you fuck you
Nigga fuck you fuck you
Nigga fuck you fuck you
Nigga fuck you fuck you

[Hook]

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