• Artist: Lil Jon & The Eastside Boyz
• Song Title: Throw It Up f/ Pastor Troy
• Album: Kings Of Crunk

[Chorus]
[4x]Throw it up Mother f**ker throw it up
[4x] If you scared to throw it up get the f**k out the club

[Lil Jon (Eastside Boyz)]
[2x] Back up b**** get the f**k out my way
(Aye move the f**k back b****, Move the f**k back)

[2x] What you looking at n****, what you looking at n****
(Not me or my click, we too trill my n****)

[2x] We to deep off in this b****, we too deep off in this b****
(Its more of us than it is in the club stupid b****)

Yall n****s over there (yall n****s aint s**t)
Yall hoes over there (yall hoes aint s**t)

[4x] We run this (what)

[Chorus]

[Pastor Troy]
The last n**** is the pastor
Ready to blast ya
You know: I don't play no mother f**king games
DSGB you know the name
Wood grain in the mother f**king 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 f**king pretender
N**** as soon as I enter
You know im making noise
Pastor Troy and the Eastside Boyz
AK bustin I ride the whole clip
I cock that hoe and let it mother f**kin rip
To sank s**t is what I live for
F**k him, F**k her
Im representing
Put some more Yak in my mug
So I can throw it up

[Chrorus]

[Lil Jon talking]
Ok ok hold the f**k up hold the f**k up
I'm looking round this b****
I see a lot of n****s aint throwin up s**t (What)
Ya'll n****s must be scared to represent yo s**t (You scared)
You must be scared n**** (Scared)
F**k that s**t
All my real n****s that proud of they hood
All my real ladies that's proud of they hood
And they aint never been scared
Say this s**t

[4X]
B**** I aint scared
B**** I aint scared
B**** I aint scared
I aint scared mother f**ker

[Pastor Troy]
Im gon represent where Im from
In the back of the club my tommy gun
Though when I chill
F**kin burn one
Leave up out the club it's me little Jon
Ballin in the Benzes
Switchin up lanes
Talkin much s**t cause we deep in the game cocaine
All white f**kin S f**king six
Young a** n****s I guess we filthy rich
My whole click ready to bust some heads
Imma throw it up b**** and I aint scared
Pastor Troy mother f**ker
You know the routine
Represent for the home team
Throw it up

[Chorus]