Who Them Boyz Lyrics - Good Side Bad Side - Master P

(Intro) 

(Muther fucking King of Crunk and the don of rowdy music nigga) YYYEEEAAHHHH 

Hey(Hey) Lil Jon(Lil Jon) Master P(Master P) 

New no limit bme click (Whatx7) Me and my muther fucking boyz in the club tonight. We dont give a fuck if we gotta run the fucking fight especially with them muther fucking boys over there. You know them muther fucking boys? (Nah!) 

(/Intro) 

(Chorus) 

Who them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

You know them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

Who them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

Yeah I know them boyz. (Fuck them boyz) 

Who them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

You know them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

Who them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

Yeah I know them boyz. (Fuck them boyz) 

(/Chorus) 

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(Verse 1) 

Im from uptown New Orleans. Straight out the hood. 

I jumped off the spinners saying I wish you would. 

Nigga walked up on me mean-mugging talking shit. (What!) 

I dont know this muther fucker I probably done fucked his bitch. 

Eyes hella red I just smoked me a nickel. 

I aint feelin this shit I put my hand on my pickel. 

The nigga started steamin but Im cool as a fan. 

He wanna throw em up but I got a gat in my pants. 

Im throwed off nigga, missing a few screws. 

And I dont give a fuck about putting yo ass on the news. 

And if you aint from my hood you know you could get it. 

We roll hella deep niggas screamin NO LIMIT 

Im a thug nigga I lean when I walk 

My favorite drink is that Incredible Hulk (Huuughhhh) 

Im a soldia and Im ready to ride 

We got beef we could take it outside 

Photos 

(/Verse 1) 

**Chorus** 

(Verse 2) 

We ridin dirty smokin windows tinted 

Run up on the lac' this aint a movie but this the endin 

I gotta nigga rollin with me name Oozy 

We stop on the block and this boy aint choosy 

The first one we see better break me off 

And if yo shoes too big, Take the muther fuckers off 

[Straight gutter, straight rugged rugged raw, wicked like you never saw, lets go to war] (UGGHH)! 

[If talkin hell is hot my change is 50/50, If I die Im takin you with me So come and get me, In my chest yo bullets'll never hit me, Im vested up] 

(WHAT!) [Touchin Talneshee nigga thats whats up] 

We demand respect, Cuz yall niggas rookies 

Dont make us act like cookie monster 'n take a niggas cookies 

(UNGH!) No limit boyz rowdy and we dont give a fuck 

C-Murder in dis bitch thro yo fuckin hoods up 

(/Verse 2) 

**Chorus** 

(Verse 3) 

(What!) Yo, tell Liberty theres some girl out here for her 

Who them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

You know them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

Who them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

Yeah I know them girlz. (Fuck them boyz) 

Who them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

You know them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

Who them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

Yeah I know them girlz. (Fuck them girlz) 

Im ready willing and able to ride at any cause 

Down to spark feelin Im Pedo and Im from boat 

Chokin bitches with their weaves Im all up in their throat 

I suggest you think about it cuz you dont really know (What!) 

I can care less about yo rep up in the streets 

I got peeps in the streets that'll automatic sweep 

No limit mommies only fooled by the baby face 

Im not diggin yo man Im just thuggin for benjamins 

So stop the hatin increase the radio cake 

Im not familiar with you why you tryin to debate 

Im in a light green laid back mirror glass tinted 

You better keep yo day job youll never be in it 

Who them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

You know them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

Who them girlz? (Fuck them girlz) 

Yeah I know them girlz (Fuck them girlz) 

Who them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

You know them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

Who them boyz? (Fuck them boyz) 

Yeah I know them boyz. (Fuck them boyz.boyz.boyz)