Bun B Get Throwed (feat. Pimp C, Z-Ro, Young Jezzy & Jay-Z) (Album Version) Lyrics

[intro]
Smoke somethin, b____
Ugk, hold up, talkin bout, uhh

[pimp c]
Pimp c p.a. trill n____
Polo f___ that hilfiger
Made myself a ghetto star
On the slab, sippin barre
Smokin weed, sellin white
Them other n____z s___ don't come back right
That's how n____z get popped
Trying to get the cheaper price
Watch yo' paper, guard your life
Cause most these n____z ain't livin right
Keep yo' pistol, f___ a fight
Cause n____z out here jack every night
I keep my mind on my money n____ f___ the fame
Big face hun'erds, keepin the game
Hittin the corner in the candy thang
Sittin on leather, grippin the grain

[chorus: z-ro + (young jeezy)]
Good weed, good drink, big money, we - (aye!)
Rollin in somethin' foreign, i'm leather grippin grain (yeeeah!)
I handle my business so i think i deserve to get throwed, throwed

[bun b]
Well i came in the door, i said it befo'
I never f___ a hoe without head no more
I never pull up in nuttin less than a four
And i smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show
I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidile
I send a n____ baby mamma home with a smidile
You can have the b____ n____, i ain't sending men out
Smoke weed and freestyle, no instrumental
Been out, lived through the wicked streets of p.a.
m_________ the judge, prosecutor and the da
Head to the h, where the hoes will f___ three way
Two way, four way, anyway the pro say
Never hear a hoe say no i won't, no i can't
Stop it and no i don't
Cause a b____ know that i might just explode
And slap her in the face with a pie a la mode
Cause a n____ gettin throwed

[chorus - repeat 2x]

[young jeezy]
You already know what it is, n____
Snowman, 16 5 a piece, n____ usda
I grind hard (grind hard) and play harder (play harder)
Break out the pot (yup) heat up the water (d___!)
Swear to god the minivan do tricks
Hit the bricks hit the lions and wow, there go them bricks
Slide through the hood (hood!) sittin on some big wheels
n____z coppin white and turn flips like cartwheels
Trapstar, my nextel chirp all day (aye!)
Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (g-yeeeah!)

[chorus]

[jay-z]
Big money, mayn - we only ride the best
This one and only, big homey
Tried to told you i'm thug, ha

So far i'm tourin on foreign land
Worldwide i'm known for the arm & hamm-
-er, murder the streets i'm a wanted man
(but the flow's like dope) so it's on again
Started with the block, hit it brick by brick
Then i charted with the roc n____, hit by hit
I'm r_____ed with the glock n____, clip by clip
The competition is none, they deceased to exist
Let it breathe a little bit
He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'
Roll like a football, hov' used to cook raw
Now i got the game sewn like granny's good shawl
Sure, y'all n____z want war
Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw
Y'all should want more (and more, and more - uhh!)

[chorus - repeat 2x]