What you gonna do (edited version) Lyrics
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What you gonna do (edited version) Lyricsby Lil Jon And The Eastside Boys Buy album CD: Other Songs A - Y [Lil' Jon] Yea What...What Check dis out right (Yea) Lil' Jon and the mother---- East Side Boyz The Kings of Krunk Back at you with some new ---- Now just because we went platinum, don't mean we gone change We the mutha---- Kings of Krunk and we gon' always keep this mutha---- krunk Now let's talk about some more music [Chorus] If you roll up in the club, and them boys wanna mug When you step up to they face, what they gon' do? SHOOT! If you roll up in the club, and them BUSTAS acting up When you step up to they face, what they gon' do? SHOOT! [repeat 8 times] [Lil' Jon] Shawty what's up, Hell nah you aint goin up all that yappin out 'cha mouth gon' get you ------ up... Shawty what's up, Hell nah you aint goin up all that yappin out 'cha mouth gon' get you ------ up... You don't came in the club wit yo boyz and yo click... We don't give a what ---, ya'll lame ass sh--- You don't came in the club wit yo muthafucking click... We don't give a what ---, ya'll lame ass sh--- It's some East-side thugs and they keeping this crunk, and they step the ass sucka that be talking that stuff It's some West-side thugs and they keeping this crunk, and they step the ass sucka that be talking that stuff It's some North-side thugs and they keeping this crunk, and they step the ass sucka that be talking that stuff It's some South-side thugs and they keeping this crunk, and they step the ass sucka that be talking that stuff [Chorus] [Lil' Scrappy] My brains is taking in too much pain I'm bout explode first and get them names But its cool lil' shorty don't be so alarmed I learned to bruise ----- without jabbing the arm I don't play wit mutha---- cause this ---- be real Make ya hold ya breath longer than yo navy seal And them bows will leave yo ass dead in the path Like the way you came with yo ---- from yo --- I throw bows with my ------ ---- ---- with my ------ How the hell you think I feel bout deforming yo figure It's a close casket For them hating ----- Its some g's that's real and some messed up ------ Who you talking to -----? What you gon' do trick? When its obvious to see that you aint gon' do ---- Lil' Scrappy the Prince and I aint taking no chump I'm a quiet krunk ----- and ---- being the punk [Chorus] [Bridge] Yea... Yea... Yea I'm looking round dis mutha---- club (What) Them ---- still mutha---- looking over here and ---- Think we gonna get some mutha---- straightening in the mutha---- (Yea) Dis what we gon' mutha---- do (What's up) We gon' walk over to dis mutha---- ----- (Yea) And talk to their --- like dis Only haters talk -- (What) Only haters talk -- that's why we bustin' yo yeah Only haters talk -- (What) Only haters talk -- (What) Only haters talk -- that's why we bustin' yo yeah We real buttheads (what) ya'll pros (ya'll pros) We real buttheads (what) ya'll pros (ya'll pros) We real buttheads (what) ya'll pros (ya'll pros) We real buttheads (what) ya'll pros (ya'll pros) [Chorus]
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