What u gon' do feat lil scrappy

What u gon' do feat lil scrappy Lyrics

[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 sh*t
Now just because we went platinum and sh*t don't mean we gone change nigga
We the muthafuking Kings of Krunk and we gon' always keep this muthaf**ker krunk
Now let's talk about some more music

[Chorus]
If you roll up in the club and them niggas wanna f**k
When you step up to they face what they gon' do sh*t
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 sh*t
What they gon' do sh*t [repeat 8 times]

[Lil' Jon]
f**k nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' f**k all that poppin' at the mouth gon' get you f**ked up...
f**k nigga what's up,
Hell nah you aint gon' f**k all that sh*tten at the mouth gon' get you f**ked up...
You don't came in the club wit yo muthaf**king click...
We don't give a f**k hoe, ya'll pussy like b**ches
You don't came in the club wit yo muthaf**king click...
We don't give a f**k hoe, ya'll pussy like b**ches
It's some East-side niggas and they keeping this b**ch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that sh*t
It's some West-side niggas and they keeping this b**ch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that sh*t
It's some North-side niggas and they keeping this b**ch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that sh*t
It's some South-side niggas and they keeping this b**ch,
and they step the ass nigga that be talking that sh*t

[Chorus]

[Lil' Scr*ppy]
My brains is taking in too much pain
I'm bout explode first and then get names
But its cool lil' shorty don't be so alarmed
I learned to bruise nigga without jabbing the arm
I don't play wit muthaf**kers cause this sh*t be real
Make ya hoes hold their breath longer then the navy seal
And them hoes will leave yo ass dead in the path
Like the way you came nigga yo dick from yo ass
I break bones with my niggas
f**k hoes with my niggas
How the f**k you think I feel bout deforming yo figure
It's a close casket
For them hating bastards
Its some g's that's real and some messed up fagots
Who you talking to b**ch?
What you gon' do trick?
When its obvious to see that you aint gon' do sh*t
Lil' Scr*ppy the Prince and I aint taking no junk
I'm a quiet crunk nigga and f**k being the punk

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Yea... Yea... Yea
I'm looking round dis muthafuking club (What)
Them niggas still muthafuking looking over here and sh*t (looking over here and talking and sh*t)
Think we gonna get some muthaf**king straightening in the muthafuker (Yea)
Dis what we gon' muthafuking do (What's up)
We gon' walk over to dis muthaf**king niggas (Yea)
And talk to their ass like dis
Only b**ches' talk sh*t (What)
Only b**ches' talk sh*t (What)
Only b**ches talk sh*t that's why we bustin' yo sh*t
Only b**ches' talk sh*t (What)
Only b**ches' talk sh*t (What)
Only b**ches talk sh*t that's why we bustin' yo sh*t
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)
We real niggas (what) ya'll hoes (ya'll hoes)

we in da club gettin crunk you n ya niggas gettin stompred
we in da club gettin crunk u in ya niggas gettin stomped
we on da streets on da block u in ya niggas gettin shot
we on da streets on da block u in ya niggas gettin shot
(chorus x2)