throw IT up

[4x]Throw it up Mother ******* throw it up
[4x] If you scared to throw it up get the ************* out the club
[Lil Jon (Eastside Boyz)]
[2x] Back up ************* get the ************* out my way
(Aye move the ************* back *************, Move the ************* back)
[2x] What you looking at *************, what you looking at *************
(Not me or my click , we too trill my *************)
[2x] We to deep off in this *************, we too deep off in this *************
(Its more of us than it is in the club stupid *************)
Yall *** **********s over there (yall *************s aint *************t)
Yall hoes over there (yall hoes aint *************t)
[4x] We run this (what)
[Chorus]
[Pastor Troy]
The last ************* is the pastor
Ready to blast ya
You know: I don't play no mother ******g games
DSGB you know the name
Wood grain in the mother ******g Dooley Truck
Got the black and red seats with the Georgia tuft
And I got my helmet hangin out the winda
Ready to bust the head :.of a ******g pretender
************* as soon as I enter
You know im making noise
Pastor Troy and the Eastside Boyz
AK bustin I ride the whole clip
I ******* that hoe and let it mother ****** rip
To sank ******** *****t is what I live for
************* him, ************* her
Im representing
Put some more Yak in my mug
So I can throw it up
[Chrorus]
[Lil Jon talking]
Ok ok hold the ************ * up hold the ************* up
I'm looking round this *************
I see a lot of ** ***********s aint throwin up *************t (What)
Ya'll *************s must be scared to represent yo ** ***********t (You scared)
You must be scared ************* (Scared)
******** ***** that *************t
All my real *************s that proud of they hood
All my real ladies that's proud of they hood
And they aint never been scared
Say this *************t
[4X]
****** ******* I aint scared
************* I aint scared
************* I aint scared
I aint scared mother *******
[Pastor Troy]
Im gon represent where Im from
In the back of the club my tommy gun
Though when I chill
****** burn one
Leave up out the club it's me little Jon
Ballin in the Benzes
Switchin up lanes
Talkin much ************ *t cause we deep in the game *******
All white ****** S ******g six
Young ass ********** ***s I guess we filthy rich
My whole click ready to bust some heads
Imma throw it up ************* and I aint scared
Pastor Troy mother *******
You know the routine
Represent for the home team
Throw it up
[Chorus]