Damn .....
 

They callin' me to came back to tha streets
who, Sean b A.K.A or a sharp crease said it was necessary
these sucka nigga out here very scary
they cuffin hole they livin' in tha month of February
ok den put a sense a nigga on display den
kick in ya door and have my folks to bring them K's in
I'm still added A double T.I.C
it ain't no hoe out there foreal who don't know bout me
bitch I'm foshow wit it
don't make me pop that trunk to tha lack bitch I will go get it
and I ain't selfish I will let you and yo folk feel it
wont catch me sippin' on no cris and got a cold belly
its Youngbloodz A-TOWN malt liqua sippin
comin' straight from tha gutta
toe taggin a mutha fucka leave him unda a cova
lil john he drop them beats and make them bounce like rubba
Sean Paul he toat tha heat that will make u mug then slugga
:glugglug

:disgust :Oh crap

Forgot some :)

[Hook: Lil' Jon]
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
If you don't give a damn, we don't give a fuck
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit

[J-Bo]
I post up get to it, drink hand in hand
They call me Mr. Herringbone cuz that's my right hand man
Old school straight foolish like no other indeed
With Lil John it's Youngbloodz they crunk as can be
Attic Crew 105 that's if you lookin to rumble
Cock back bust aim now I done got yo number
In the club you gone feel it when it drop this summer
Like rain we gone pour and hit you hard like thunder
Cuz in the Dirty we dem boys that drank you under the table
Where dem niggaz pimp hoes in fly suits and gators
In my Chevy so super I'm the one to call
Just dial 1-800-430 slash ALCOHOL
And dawg I'm not the one that you really just wanna clown
I'm cool in my way, but shit still I shut 'em down
And piss on them haters J-Bo he cuts a fool
In the cut 'bout slizzard somewhere that's how we do

[Hook]

[Sean Paul]
Out of town hard heads get swiss cheesed up
And you gon' need more than stitches to patch that leak up
Chump like me up my mouth TB'd up
With the plush leather guts steady grippin' the butt
Oh you fo sho with it, then pull yo pistol
Show a nigga you ain't hoe with it
And I ain't selfish I will let you and your folk feel it
Talkin' big boy shit
Me muggin' like a motherfucker my hand on my dick

[J-Bo]
Cuz at a grip we keep it jumpin' like it ain't nuttin' new
We started off with Shake Em Off so look potna oh guess who
It's them boys from the bottom who took you down 85
And hit you with that U-Way so don't be surprised
We buckin' blowin' chillin' and sippin' on something good
I'm peepin' out the scenery and wishin' a nigga would
In case it just might pop I'm 'bout ready to lock and load
To take you thru the South to show you how we throw dem bows

[HOOK]