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Ugh
How you do that there? (Remix)
How you do that there?
New Orleans, Baton Rouge, how you do that there?
Lafeyette, Lake Charles, how you do that there?
Shreveport, Mississippi, how you do that there?
Alabama, Atlanta, how you do that there?
Florida, Arkansas, how you do that there?
Nigga say, "Who that?" heard they want do that
Run up if you will get yo' ass whipped blue black
My nigga my nerve, fresh out the curb
Jelly jam and preserve, nothin' but balls and my word
And a moss-burg pistol grip pump on my lap at all times
Whatever my nigga 'cause young niggaz still dyin'
Hollin' 'bout huh, nigga what? Huh, give a fuck nigga what?
Full of that weed, planted like a poppy seed
A slanted and enchanted nigga named Young Bleed party on
In the jungle, where the murder million mumble for months and days
Trippin' off these blunts we blaze, hell of a high
And tellin' 'em why, I'ma never say die, you can see it my eyes
And niggaz say, "I fly like a eagle, see no evil"
And ain't no sequel to this here, this year I'm bailin' in the dough
Supernatural, wit' ends, y'all niggaz don't here me though
But see how they runnin' everything on the cool
But they know I'm fittin' to act a fool in this motherfucker
Niggaz holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (from Texas to Atlanta, nigga we don't care)
Niggaz holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Missouri, Ohio, nigga we don't care)
I hear they holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (D.C. to tha Valley, nigga we don't care)
And niggaz holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (California to Virginia nigga, we don't care)
See in these streets, anything goes
My cousin in the pen hittin' that iron gettin' swoll
Sent me a letter said, "P get ya paper don't trust these hoes"
"These niggaz they'll take you, hustlin' is a habit"
Young bread cabbage, popcorn and grits nigga tryin' to get a rabbit
What about a nice stallion to slide in
20 inch Vogues and some candy painted to ride in
Niggaz flip change in the game 'cause we soldiers
Eyes ever red 'cause a nigga blowin' doja
Tie the black shoe strangs, tight on the Reeboks
Grab yo' ski mask, DKNY, I mean a plastic glock
Hoes bounce that ass, niggaz get dealt wit'
Keep ya enemy tight, nigga never thank quick
Pour out some liquor to tha homies I owe
R.I.P. to every fuckin' rapper, that is gone
Nigga if you 'bout it, scream and you shout it
It ain't where you from, every nigga get rowdy
Game get real, nigga guard ya grill
'Cause in the fuckin' ghetto you could lose ya life for a dollar bill
Niggaz holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Kentucky, Tennessee, nigga we don't care)
I hear they holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (North Carolina, South Carolina, nigga we don't care)
Give a fuck niggaz holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (R.U., Utah nigga we don't care)
Uh, I hear they holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Arizona, New Mexico, nigga we don't care)
It's wicked, when I kick it, you don't hear me though
When I hit the do', best hit it the flo', time to go
Pay the cost, to be the boss, in this rap shit, about as wicked
It's gon' get, in the industry, I be, bringin' the action
In this musical fashion, if you don't know fool you better ask 'em
'Cause fools that wanna get wit' I get wit' 'em
When I put my gloves on, I'm 'bout to get gone, so long
Please mama may I, go out and be a playa?
Sippin' on Hennessey a million bitches want me
My nigga passed tha herb, I took a token I'm stayin' true
'Cause whatever he down wit' I'm down wit' it too
So don't get full of that alcohol in tha club and think you bad
'Cause if ya'll niggas start fuckin' up somebody gon' kick ya ass
Now who's that makin' that funky noise?
It's the locster comin' through wit' all his boys
Fucked up and let a nigga get the right place in time
So now fools I'm goin' fo' mine, motherfuckers, ugh
Niggaz holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (From New York to Oklahoma nigga we don't care)
I hear they holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Minnesota to Michigan nigga we don't care)
Give a fuck niggaz holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care (Illinois to Indiana nigga we don't care)
I hear they holla, "How you do that there?"
Roll it up, blow it up, nigga we don't care ('cause TRU niggaz is 'bout it and we don't care)
Uh, how we do that there? Uh, uh
How we do that there?
Uh, how we do that there?
'Cause No Limit niggaz 'bout it and we don't care, uh
Writer(s): George Clinton, Percy Miller, Nathan Perez, Craig Lawson, Edward Green, Ronald Banks, Glenn Clifton, Steven Carrell
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