Lil Jon - What U Gon' Do (featuring Lil Scrappy, Lil'al) Lyrics

(Lil'al)

Yea
What...What
Check dis out right (Yeah!)
Lil' Jon and the motherf*king East Side Boyz
The Kings of Crunk
Back at you with some new shit
Now just because we went platinum and shit, don't mean we Gone change n****.

We the muthaf**king Kings of Crunk and we gon' always keep this muthaf**ker Crunk
Now let's talk about some more n****s.

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If you roll up in the club and them n****s wanna f***
When you step up to they face what they gon' do shit
If you roll up in the club and them h*** start acting up
When you step up to them h*** what they gon' do shit
What they gon' do shit (repeat 8 times)

(Lil' Jon)

P**** n**** what's up,
Hell nah you ain't gon' f*** all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you f***ed up... P**** n**** what's up,
Hell nah you ain't gon' f*** all that poppin' at the mouth gon' Get you f***ed up...
You don't came in the club wit yo muthaf**king click...
We don't give a f*** hoe, ya'll P**** like b****es
You don't came in the club wit yo muthaf**king click...
We don't give a f*** hoe, ya'll P**** like b****es
It's some East-side n****s and they keeping this b****,
And they step the ass n**** that be talking their shit
It's some West-side n****s and they keeping this b****,
And they step the ass n**** that be talking their shit
It's some North-side n****s and they keeping this b****,
And they step the ass n**** that be talking their shit
It's some South-side n****s and they keeping this b****,
And they step the ass n**** that be talking their shit

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(Lil' Scrappy)

My brains is taking me in too much pain
I'm bout explode first and then take names
But its cool lil' shorty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise n**** without jabbing the arm
I don't play with muthaf**kers cause this shit be real
Make ya hold ya breath longer than a navy seal
And them bows will leave yo ass dead in the path
Like the way you can't differ yo dick from yo ass
I throw bows with my n****s
F*** h*** with my n****s
How the f*** you think I feel bout deforming yo figure
It's a closed casket
For them hating bastards
It's some g's that's real and some messed up fagots
Who you talking to b****?
What you gon' do trick?
When its obvious to see that you ain't gon' do shit
Lil' Scrappy the Prince and I ain't taking no chump
I'm a quiet crunk n**** and f*** being a punk

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(Bridge)

Yea... Yea... Yea
I'm looking round dis muthaf**king club (What)
Them n****s still muthaf**king looking over here and shit (looking over here and talking and shit)
Think we gonna get some muthaf**king straightening goin' on In this muthaf**ker (Yea)
Dis what we gon' muthaf**king do (What's up)
We gon' walk over to these muthaf**king n****s (Yea)
And talk to their ass like dis
Only b****es' talk shit (What)
Only b****es' talk shit (What)
Only b****es talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit
Only b****es' talk shit (What)
Only b****es' talk shit (What)
Only b****es talk shit that's why we bustin' yo shit (YEA!)
We real n****s (watch) ya'll h*** (ya'll h***)
We real n****s (watch) ya'll h*** (ya'll h***)
We real n****s (watch) ya'll h*** (ya'll h***)
We real n****s (watch) ya'll h*** (ya'll h***)

Chorus

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