Master P, Liberty, Lil Jon, C-Murder - Who Them Boyz lyrics

Motherfucking King of Crunk and the
Don of rowdy music nigga yyyeeeaahhh!
Hey (Hey) Lil Jon (Lil Jon) Hey Master P (Master P)
Uuuughhhh! New No Limit BME Click (What)
Me and my motherfucking boys
In the club tonight
We don't give a fuck if we
Gotta run the fucking fight
Represent, get 'em up, throw 'em up
Get 'em up
Especially with them motherfucking
Boys over there
You know them motherfucking boys? Nah!

Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys)

I'm from uptown New Orleans
Straight out the hood
I jumped off the spinners saying
"I wish you would" nigga walked up on me
Mean-mugging talking shit (What)
I don't know this motherfucker I
Probably done fucked his bitch
Eyes hella red I just smoked me a nickle
I ain't feeling this shit
I put my hand on my pickle
The nigga started steaming but I'm
Cool as a fan he wanna throw 'em up but I
Got a gat in my pants
I'm throwed off nigga, missing a few screws
And I don't give a fuck about
Putting your ass on the news
And if you ain't from my hood
You know you could get it
We roll hella deep niggas screamin NO LIMIT!
I'm a thug nigga, I lean when I walk
My favorite drink is that Incredible Hulk
(Uuuughhhh)
I'm a soldier and I'm ready to ride
We got beef we, we could take it outside

We ridin dirty smokin, windows tinted
Run up on the 'lac this ain't
A movie but this the ending
I got a nigga rolling with me name Uzi
We stop on the block and
This boy ain't choosy
The first one we see better, break me off
And if your shoes too big
Take the motherfuckers off

Straight gutter, straight rough rugged raw
Wicked like you never saw (Uuuughhhh)
Let's go to war
It's dark and hell is hot, my chance is 50
50 if I die I'm taking you with me
So come and get me
In my chest your bullets will never hit me
I'm vested up (WHAT)
Touching retaliation nigga that's what's up

We demand respect, cause ya'll niggas rookies
Don't make us act like cookie monster
And take a niggas cookies (Uuuughhhh)
No limit boys rowdy and we don't give a fuck
C-Murder in this bitch throw
Your fuckin hoods up

We ridin dirty smokin, windows tinted
Run up on the 'lac this ain't
A movie but this the ending
I got a nigga rolling with me name Uzi
We stop on the block and
This boy ain't choosy
The first one we see better, break me off
And if your shoes too big
Take the motherfuckers off
(Yo, tell Liberty there's some girl
Out here for her)

Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
You know them girls? (Fuck them girls)
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
I know them girls (Fuck them girls)
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
You know them girls? (Fuck them girls)
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
I know them girls (Fuck them girls)

I'm ready willing and able to
Ride at any cost
Down to spark feeling I'm Pedo
And I'm from boat
Choking bitches with their weaves I'm
All up in their throat
I suggest you think about it
Cause you don't really know (What)
I can care less about your
Rep up in the streets i got peeps in the
Streets that'll automatic sweep
No limit mommies don't be fooled
By the baby face i'm not digging your man
I'm just thugging for Benjamins
So stop the hating increase the radio cake
I'm not
Familiar with you why you trying to debate
I'm in a light green Maybach
(WHAT) , mirror glass tinted
You better keep your day job you'll
Never be in it uh hah

Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
You know them girls? (Fuck them girls)
Who them girls? (Fuck them girls)
I know them girls (Fuck them girls)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys, boys, boys)