How Ya Do Dat lyrics

[Intro: Master P]
Unngghh, How you do that there (Remix), how you do that there
New Orleans, Baton Rouge How you do that there
Lafayette, 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

[Verse 1: Young Bleed]
n*gga say who that, say they wanna do that
Run up if you will and get ya ass whipped blue black
My n*gga my nerve, fresh off the curb
Jelly jam and preserve, nothin but balls and my word
And a mossburg pistol grip pump on my lap at all times
Whateva my n*gga cause young n*ggas still dyin
Hollin bout huh, n*gga what, huh, give a f*ck n*gga what
Full of that weed, planted like a poppy seed
A slanted and enchanted nappy n*gga named Young Bleed Corleone
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'mma neva say die, You can see it my eyes
And n*ggas say I fly like a eagle and see no evil
And ain't no sequel to this here, this year I'm bailin in the dough
Supernatural, wit ends, y'all n*ggas 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 motherf*cker
[Chorus: Young Bleed & Master P]
n*ggas holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
From Texas to Atlanta, n*gga we don't care
n*ggas holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
Missouri, Ohio, n*gga we don't care
I hear they holla, how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
D.C. to Nevada, n*gga we don't care
And n*ggas holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
California to Virginia n*gga, we don't care

[Verse 2: Master P]
See in these streets, anything goes
My cousin in tha pen hittin that iron gettin swole
Sent me a letter said P get yo paper don't trust these hoes
These n*ggas they'll take you, hustlin is a habit
Young bread cabbage, popcorn and grits n*gga tryin to get a rabbit
What about a nice stallion to slide in, twenty inch Vogues and some candy
Painted to ride in, n*ggas flip change in the game cause we soldiers
Eyes hella red cause a n*gga 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, n*ggas get dealt wit
Keep yo' enemy tight, n*gga never thank quick
Pour out some liquor to tha homies that aren't home
R.I.P. to every f*ckin rapper, that is gone
n*gga if you Bout It, scream and you shout it
It ain't where you from, every n*gga get rowdy
Game get real, n*gga guard yo' grill
Cause in the f*ckin ghetto you could lose yo' life foe a dollar bill
[Chorus: Young Bleed & Master P]
n*ggas holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
Kentucky, Tennessee, n*gga we don't care
I hear they holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
North Carolina, South Carolina, n*gga we don't care
Give a f*ck n*ggas holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
R.U., Utah n*gga we don't care
I hear they holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
Arizona, New Mexico, n*gga we don't care

[Verse 3: C-Loc]
It's wicked, when I kick it, you don't hear me though
When I hit tha do', best hit it tha flo', time to go
Pay tha cost, to be tha boss, in this rap sh*t, about as wicked
It's gon' get, in tha industry, I be, bringin' tha action
In this musical fashion, if you don't know fool you betta 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 b*tches want me, my n*gga passed tha herb, I took a token
I'm stayin' true, cuz what eva' he down wit I'm down wit it too
So don't get full of that alcohol in tha club and thank you bad
Cuz if ya'll n*ggas start f*ckin' up, somebody gon' kick yo ass
Now who's that makin' that funky noise, it's the locster comin' through
Wit' all his boys, f*cked up and let a n*gga get tha right place in time
So now foos' I'm goin' fo' mine, motherf*ckers ungh
[Chorus: Young Bleed & Master P]
n*ggas holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
From New York to Oklahoma n*gga we don't care
I hear they holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
Minnesota to Michigan n*gga we don't care
Give a f*ck n*ggas holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
Illinois to Indiana n*gga we don't care
I hear they holla how you do that there
Roll it up, blow it up, n*gga we don't care
Cause TRU n*ggas is bout it and we don't care
How we do that there, how we do that there
How we do that there
Cause No Limit n*ggas bout it and we don't care