Lyrics Who Them Boyz - Master P
(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
(what,
what)
Me
and
my
muther
fucking
boyz
in
the
club
tonight
(what,
what)
We
don't
give
a
fuck
if
we
gotta
run
the
fucking
fight
(what,
what)
Especially
with
them
muther
fucking
boys
over
there
(what,
what)
You
know
them
muther
fucking
boys?
(Nah!)
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)
I'm
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
don't
know
this
muther
fucker
I
probably
done
fucked
his
bitch
Eyes
hella
red
I
just
smoked
me
a
nickel
I
ain't
feelin'
this
shit
I
put
my
hand
on
my
pickel
The
nigga
started
steamin'
but
I'm
cool
as
a
fan
He
wanna
throw
em
up
but
I
got
a
gat
in
my
pants
I'm
throwed
off
nigga,
missing
a
few
screws
And
I
don't
give
a
fuck
about
putting
yo
ass
on
the
news
And
if
you
ain't
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)
I'm
a
soldia
and
Im
ready
to
ride
We
got
beef
we
could
take
it
outside
Who
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
You
know
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
Who
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
Yeah
I
know
them
boyz
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
Who
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
You
know
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
Who
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
Yeah
I
know
them
boyz
(Fuck
them
boyz!)
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
ain't
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
fifty-fifty
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
what's
up
We
demand
respect,
Cuz
yall
niggas
rookies
Don't
make
us
act
like
cookie
monster
'n
take
a
niggas
cookies
(UNGH!)
No
limit
boyz
rowdy
and
we
don't
give
a
fuck
C-Murder
in
dis
bitch
thro
yo
fuckin'
hoods
up
Who
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
You
know
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
Who
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
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!)
(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)
I
know
them
girlz
(Fuck
them
girlz)
Who
them
girlz?
(Fuck
them
girlz)
(what!)
You
know
them
girlz?
(Fuck
them
girlz)
(what!)
Who
them
girlz?
(Fuck
them
girlz)
(what!)
I
know
them
girlz
(Fuck
them
girlz)
(what!)
I'm
ready
willing
and
able
to
ride
at
any
cause
Down
to
spark
feelin'
I'm
Pedo
and
Im
from
boat
Chokin'
bitches
with
their
weaves
Im
all
up
in
their
throat
I
suggest
you
think
about
it
cuz
you
don't
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
I'm
not
diggin'
yo
man
I'm
just
thuggin'
for
benjamins
So
stop
the
hatin'
increase
the
radio
cake
I'm
not
familiar
with
you
why
you
tryin'
to
debate
I'm
in
a
light
green
laid
back
mirror
glass
tinted
You
better
keep
yo
day
job
you'll
never
be
in
it
Who
them
girlz?
(Fuck
them
girlz)
(what!)
You
know
them
girlz?
(Fuck
them
girlz)
(what!)
Who
them
girlz?
(Fuck
them
girlz)
(what!)
I
know
them
girlz
(Fuck
them
girlz)
(what!)
Who
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
You
know
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
Who
them
boyz?
(Fuck
them
boyz)
(what!)
I
know
them
boyz
(Fuck
them
boyz
boyz
boyz)
(what!)
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1 Represent
2 We Like Them Girlz
3 Act A Fool
4 We All We Got
5 Who Want Some
6 Let Em Go
7 Who Them Boyz
8 Why They Wanna Wish Death
9 You Don't Know Me
10 Anything goes
11 Com.2
12 It's a Drought
13 Them Jeans
14 Ghetto Honey
15 That Ain't Nothing
16 Ghetto Model
17 Com.3
18 Tell 'em
19 Ride 4 You
20 20 On Cars 26 On Trucks
21 Com.4
22 If
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