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Big Kap
Ay yo check this out, supreme figga ****** Big Kap
Rockin with Lil Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte , $hort Dogg

If you scared, get the ****** out the club ******
Hook
Bia Bia
Why you actin like a - like a
Bia Bia
Why you fussin like a - like a
Bia Bia
Why you lookin like a - like a
Bia Bia
Why you frontin like a - like a
REPEAT
::Verse 1:: Well get em up
Put em up
Stop actin like a ********** and get yo hands up
Well get em up
Put em up
Stop actin like a ********** and get yo hands up
Well where you from ******
Where you from ******
God dammit mother******a where you from
Well where you from ******
Where you from ******
God dammit mother******a where you from
Well represent yo *** *******t - represent yo **********t
Say ****** that clique - say ****** that clique
Represent yo * *********t - represent yo **********t
Say ****** that clique - say ****** that clique
Well you scared
You scared
Stop actin like a ********** you scared
You scared
You scared
Stop actin like a ********** you scared
Hook
Chyna Whyte
Chyna Whyte dont suck no ******s or lick no nuts
********** I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours switch whips to keep the peoples off me
What you know about that No Doze and coffee
No sleep, I m lookin 40
With three bricks in a 740
********** I aint got time to party
Im breakin bread with Dominican ****** z
Over a hot Benigans dinner
Thinkin how Ima cop the 6 at the beginnin of winter
Chrome it out and then fit it with timber, thats wood grain
What you aint know, this a hood thang
All my thugs let ya wood swang
********** make ya ass clap
Im takin all yall ASCAP and BMI
Catch me drivin DUI
Look cause I dont give a ****** ****** Im livin or die
Who on this track ****** with me, yall is willin to try
Chyna Whyte the thug ** ******** with no feelins inside
Mother******a
Hook
Ludacris
Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro
Its Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold
Clear then I shot the globe
I clock the hoes, lock dos and drop the bows
I rock the shows
Pop, lock , and knock yo nose
You Bia Bia, I grab my .44 and mob the flo
I mop and glow
The Feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the pain
**** back and swing the thang
Yo girl mad cause she told me dont even bring the thang
And then I told her - I said its cool, get at me
And then my voice got raaasty
Cause I was smokin on some Cali and my eyes were dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them tres
And if you lost, Lil Jons got some Eastside ways
So stop actin like a Bia if yo ass aint blaze
Hook
Too $hort
********** ******z in the house tell me whats up
A ****** slapped you in the mouth and told you shut up
Somebody holler get em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick em, told the pit bull to sick em
I know he wanna run but he cant he assed out
Punched him in his chin and then he passed out
Woke up with his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak mother******az right in they mouth
You better stay out the way and act like you aint havin ** ********t
Cause ******z will run up in yo ass like you a nasty **********
You little ***** *****, thats what the callin you
Youd be a damn fool to act like you ballin dude
Mindin yo business, they grabbed you by yo collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye cause they make you wanna holler
But since you cant run, you might as well fight
Quit actin like a ********** and live a real life
You just a
Bia Bia