yeahhhhhhh

LUDA STR8 DIRTY SOUTH I FUKZ WITH EM STILL KEEPING SHIT REAL FUCK THE FAME!!!!!!!!!!!!

good

yeaah

lol, tropic thunder

love itttttttt

Intro][Real version](explicit)
Heads Up woo woo woo woo! Heads Up woo woo woo woo! Here's another one.. and a.. and a.. another one.

[Chorus]
Yeet yeet Woo-Woo, Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a sh*t that I ain't tryin to hear. Get Back Mu-Fucka you don't
know me like that. GET BACK MU-FUCKA YOU DONT KNOW ME LIKE THAT!
Yeet yeet Woo-Woo, I ain't playin' around.. Make one false move, I'll take you down. Get back mu-fucka, You don't know me like
that. GET BACK MU-FUCKA, YOU DONT KNOW ME LIKE THAT!

[Verse 1]
So, so, come on, come on. DON'T, dont, get swung on, swung on. It's the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding cadillacs. Family
off the streets, made my homies put the baggies back. (Whoo!) Still snaggin' plaques (yep), still action-packed (yep), and
dope.. i keep it flippin' like acrobats. That's why I pack a mack, that'll crack a back, cause on my waist, there's more
heat than the shaq-attack! But I ain't speakin' about ballin', ballin', jus' thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start fallin'. We all in together now, birds of the feather now, jus' bought a plane so we changin' the weather now. So put your brakes on,
cats put your capes on, and knock off your block, get dropped, and have your face flown. Cause I'll prove it, scratch off
the music, like ey' lil' stupid, don't make me looose it!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I came (I came), I saw (I saw), I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw). [x4]

See I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a jab, caught him with an upper cut, kicked him in his ass. Sent him
on his way cause I ain't for that talk, and no trips to the county.. I ain't for that walk! We split like 2 pins at the
end of a lane, we'll knock out your spotlight and put an end to your fame. Put a D.T.P pendant at the end of yo' chain, and put
the booty of a swish at the end of a flaamme.
[ Get Back lyrics from http://www.lyricsyoulove.com/ ]

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Hey, you want WHAT with me?! I'm gonna tell you one time, don't F*CK with me! Get down! Cuz I ain't got nothin'
to lose, and i'm havin a bad day, don't make me take it out on you! [x2]

Maann, cause I don't wanna do that. I wanna have a good time and enjoy my jack.. sit back and watch some women get drunk
as hell, so I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell. I know it's been a little while since I've been out the
house, but now I'm here.. you wanna stand around runnin' yo' mouth? I can't hear nothing you sayin' or spittin', so what's
up? Don't you see we in the club?, man shut the f*ck up!

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Ah! We in the red light district!
Ah! We in the red light district!
Whoo! We in the red light district!
Ah! We in the red light district!
Whoo! We in the red light district!
Whoo! The red light district!
Whoo! The red light district..
Ah! The red light district..

every one... some one put its another version.. wid sum 41!

Intro]
Heads Up! Heads Up! Here's another one.. and a.. and a.. another one.

[Chorus]
(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear.
Get Back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that.
Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that!
(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) I ain't playin' around.. Make one false move, I'll take you down.
Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that.
Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that!

[Verse 1]
So, so, come on, come on. DON'T get swung on, swung on. It's the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding cadillacs. Family
off the streets, made my homies put the baggies back. (Whoo!) Still snaggin' plaques (yep), still action-packed (yep), and
dope.. i keep it flippin' like acrobats. That's why I pack a mack, that'll crack a back, cause on my waist, there's more
heat than the shaq-attack! But I ain't speakin' about ballin', jus' thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start ballin'. We
all in together now, birds of the feather now, jus' bought a plane so we change in the weather now. So put your brakes on,
cats put your capes on, and knock off your block, get dropped, and have your face blown. Cause I'll prove it, scratch off
the music, like hey little stupid, don't make me looose it!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
I came (I came), I saw (I saw), I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw). [x4]

See I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a jab, caught him with an upper cut, kicked him in his ass. Sent him
on his way cause I ain't for that talk, and no trips to the county.. I ain't for that walk! We split like 2 pins at the
end of a lane, we'll knock out your spotlight and put end to your fame. Holding DTP pinned at the end of yo' chain, and put
the booty of a swish at the end of a flaamme.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Hey, you want WHAT with me?! I'm gonna tell you one time, don't FUCK with me! Get down! Beat his ass.. ain't got nothin'
to lose, and i'm havin a bad day, don't make me take it out on you! [x2]

Maann, cause I don't wanna do that. I wanna have a good time and enjoy my Jack.. sit back and watch some women get drunk
as hell, so I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell. I know it's been a little while since I've been out the
house, but now I'm here.. you wanna stand around runnin' yo' mouth? I can't hear nothing you sayin' or spittin', so what's
up? Don't you see we in the club?, man shut the fuck up!

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Ah! We in the red light district!
Ah! We in the red light district!
Whoo! We in the red light district!
Ah! We in the red light district!
Whoo! We in the red light district!
Whoo! The red light district!
Whoo! The red light district..
Ah! The red light district..

One thing that pissess me off is when people think we want to hear the edited version of the song. Nobody wants to hear breaks every 3 seconds so post the fucking explicit version.