Throw It Up lyrics

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Jadakiss


[Intro: Lil Jon, Lil Bo & Big Sam]
Let's go
Yeeaah
Lil' Jon and the motherf*ckin' Eastside Boyz
Ok, Pastor Troy, yeah
We represent for everybody
All the real n*ggas in America
Where you at, or where the f*ck you from?
We represent for ya'll
We represent for G-A (throw it up)
Naptown (throw it up); Tennessee (throw it up)
Saint Louis (throw it up); J-Ville (throw it up)
Mississippi (throw it up); Alabama (throw it up)
V-A (throw it up); Detroit (throw it up)
D-C (throw it up); Dallas, Texas (throw it up)
The Carolinas (throw it up); Houston n*ggas (throw it up)
Louisiana (throw it up); the Bay n*ggas (throw it up)
Let's go

[Chorus: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz]
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, (where you from?), throw it up
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
[Verse 1: Lil Jon & the Eastside Boyz]
Back up b*tch, get the f*ck out my way
(Aye move the f*ck back b*tch, move the f*ck back)
Back up b*tch, get the f*ck out my way
(Aye move the f*ck back b*tch, move the f*ck back)
What you looking at n*gga, what you looking at n*gga?
(Not me or my clique, we too trill, my n*gga)
What you looking at n*gga, what you looking at n*gga?
(Not me or my clique, we too trill, my n*gga)
We to deep off in this b*tch, we too deep off in this b*tch
(It's more of us than it is in the club, stupid b*tch)
We to deep off in this b*tch, we too deep off in this b*tch
(It's more of us than it is in the club, stupid b*tch)
Ya'll n*ggas over there (ya'll n*ggas ain't sh*t)
Ya'll hoes over there (ya'll hoes ain't sh*t)
We run this (what)
We run this (what)
We run this (what)
We run this (what)

[Chorus: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz]
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, (where you from?), throw it up
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
[Verse 2: Pastor Troy]
The last n*gga, is the pastor, ready to blast ya
You know, I don't play no motherf*ckin' games
D-S-G-B, you know the name
Wood grain in the motherf*ckin' dually truck
Got the black and red seats, with the Georgia tuft
And I got my helmet, hangin' out the window
Ready to bust the head, of a f*ckin' pretender
n*gga, as soon as I enter, you know I'm makin' noise
Pastor Troy, and the Eastside Boyz
A-K bustin', I ride the whole clip
I c*ck that ho, and let it motherf*ckin' rip
To sank sh*t, is what I live for
f*ck him (uh-huh), f*ck her
I'm representin'
Put some more 'yac in my mug
So I can throw it up (throw it up)

[Chorus: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz]
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, (where you from?), throw it up
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
[Interlude: Lil Jon]
Ok, ok, hold the f*ck up, hold the f*ck up
I'm looking 'round this b*tch (Uh-huh)
I see a lot of n*ggas ain't throwin' up sh*t (What)
Ya'll n*ggas must be scared to represent yo sh*t (You scared)
You must be scared, n*gga (Scared)
f*ck that sh*t (f*ck that sh*t)
All my real n*ggas that proud of they hood
All my real ladies that's proud of they hood
And they ain't never been scared
Say this sh*t (yeah)

[Bridge: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz]
b*tch I ain't scared, b*tch I ain't scared
b*tch I ain't scared, I ain't scared, motherf*cker
b*tch I ain't scared, b*tch I ain't scared
b*tch I ain't scared, I ain't scared, motherf*cker
b*tch I ain't scared, b*tch I ain't scared
b*tch I ain't scared, I ain't scared, motherf*cker
b*tch I ain't scared, b*tch I ain't scared
b*tch I ain't scared, I ain't scared, motherf*cker

[Verse 3: Pastor Troy]
I'm gon' represent where I'm from
In the back of the club, my Tommy gun
Though when I chill, f*ckin' burn one
Leave up out the club, it's me and Little Jon
Ballin' in the Benz's, switchin' up lanes
Talkin' much sh*t cause we deep in the game; cocaine
All white f*ckin' S, f*ckin' six (come on)
Young ass n*ggas, I guess we filthy rich
My whole clique, ready to bust some heads
I'mma throw it up, b*tch, and I ain't scared (come on)
Pastor Troy, motherf*cker, you know the routine
Represent for the home team
Throw it up

[Chorus: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz]
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, motherf*cker, throw it up
Throw it up, (where you from?), throw it up
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the f*ck out the club
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