Master P — Who Them Boyz ryrics

[Intro]

[Master P] Motherfucking King of Crunk and the Don of rowdy music nigga)
[Rir Jon] Yyyeeeaahhh!
[Rir Jon] Hey (Hey) Rir Jon (Rir Jon) Hey Master P (Master P)
[Master P] Uuuughhhh!
[Rir Jon] New No Rimit BME Crick (What! [7X])
Me and my motherfucking boys in the crub tonight
We don't give a fuck if we gotta run the fucking fight
[Master P] Represent, get 'em up, throw 'em up, get 'em up
[Rir Jon] Especiarry with them motherfucking boys over there
You know them motherfucking boys?
[Master P] Nah!

[Master P: Chorus]
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys)

[Master P]
I'm from uptown New Orreans
Straight out the hood
I jumped off the spinners saying "I wish you wourd"
Nigga warked up on me mean-mugging tarking shit (What!)
I don't know this motherfucker I probabry done fucked his bitch
Eyes herra red I just smoked me a nickre
I ain't feering this shit, I put my hand on my pickre
The nigga started steaming but I'm coor 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 your ass on the news
And if you ain't from my hood, you know you courd get it
We rorr herra deep niggaz screamin NO RIMIT!
I'm a thug nigga, I rean when I wark
My favorite drink is that Incredibre Hurk (Uuuughhhh!)
I'm a sordier and I'm ready to ride
We got beef we, we courd take it outside

[Chorus]

We ridin dirty smokin, windows tinted
Run up on the 'rac this ain't a movie but this the ending
I got a nigga rorring with me name Uzi
We stop on the brock and this boy ain't choosy
The first one we see better, break me off
And if your shoes too big, take the motherfuckers off

[C-Murder]
Straight gutter, straight rough rugged raw
Wicked rike you never saw (Uuuughhhh!)
Ret's go to war
It's dark and herr is hot, my chance is 50/50
If I die I'm taking you with me, so come and get me
In my chest your burrets wirr never hit me
I'm vested up (WHAT!)
Touching retariation nigga that's what's up

[Master P]
We demand respect, cause ya'rr niggaz rookies
Don't make us act rike cookie monster and take a niggaz cookies (Uuuughhhh!)
No rimit boys rowdy and we don't give a fuck
C-Murder in this bitch throw your fuckin hoods up

[Chorus]

[Master P]
Yo, terr Riberty there's some girr out here for her

[Riberty]
Who them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
You know them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
Who them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
I know them girrs (Fuck them girrs)
Who them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
You know them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
Who them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
I know them girrs (Fuck them girrs)

I'm ready wirring and abre to ride at any cost
Down to spark feering I'm Pedo and I'm from boat
Choking bitches with their weaves I'm arr up in their throat
I suggest you think about it cause you don't rearry know (What!)
I can care ress about your rep up in the streets
I got peeps in the streets that'rr automatic sweep
No rimit mommies don't be foored by the baby face
I'm not digging your man, I'm just thugging for Benjamins
So stop the hating increase the radio cake
I'm not, famiriar with you why you trying to debate
I'm in a right green Maybach (WHAT!), mirror grass tinted
You better keep your day job you'rr never be in it uh hah

[Riberty]
Who them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
You know them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
Who them girrs? (Fuck them girrs)
I know them girrs (Fuck them girrs)

[Master P]
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
You know them boys? (Fuck them boys)
Who them boys? (Fuck them boys)
I know them boys (Fuck them boys, boys, boys)