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Talkin' dat drive by shit
Everybody talkin' dat gangsta shit

Talkin' dat drive by thang
Everybody talking dat gangsta swang

Slaves
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
bout
Gimmie me that God, that's the God I'm talkn' bout
Gimmie dat, gimmie dat
Gimmie dat

Gimme that joy I can't explain
Add extra peace that'll ease my
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
Jack jack.. YEAH! 
Put em up! Put em up! 
Yo yo.. JT Money! 
Throw em up! Throw em up! 
JT Money! 

Aiy ya ya ya ya ya ya (Joe Nutty who 'dat
me

[Chorus 2X: Master P]
Bentleys and Hummers; lil daddy, we bout dat (VROOM, VROOM)
Whodi, ice on our mouth and wrist, we bout dat (Bling! Bling!)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who?
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew

Yo who dat off brand nigga tryin to hang wit
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who?
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew

Yo who dat off brand nigga tryin to hang wit
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who?
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew

Yo who dat off brand nigga tryin to hang wit
dat
Backed up by the 95 South and it goes like this, c'mon

Ding ding dong a-ding ding da-dong dong
Huh, true dat, true dat true dat
Ding ding dong
Ain't got the slightest of clues or either paid your dues
Then these hoes goin crazy, bout J baby!
The way you show me your love, is by the way you pay me
Nd you can tell by duh swag greez bout money, 
Nd I dnt play no games wen its bout money,
I do it for dem young niggas dat pop beans,the hot boys wit
doja
Im Full Of Dat Shit
[Webbie] In tha club by the bar wit my niggas we twistin gars spendin 50's wit my boys jumpin stompin makin noise on tha block
Nd you can tell by duh swag greez bout money, 
Nd I dnt play no games wen its bout money,
I do it for dem young niggas dat pop beans,the hot boys wit
But yuh see some man seh dat dem fi run di business 
A Wha a gwaan mon? Yo! 
Dem a talk bout more fire, mi a talk bout more prayer 
We pray for water
Devils [x3] {yeaaaaaaa}
We talkin' bout devils [x4]

Mane it's payback
For all da months dat I layed back
For all da blunts dat had me lazy
but somehow I got by

Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
to the forty ounce
Or the runts dat get stunted
By the blunts
This time I'm gonna take it down the line
To the ones that are ready
They be holdin' it steady
[Chorus]
Yo I grew up like a Regular Cat
Some nigga hit me wit a signing
Shit, yo I'll settle wit dat
Went to my block, got it off and coped metal
money
All dem by da bar 
So you know I'm bout ta get skumy
I move so swift
Gonna be da shit
And if your swagga right
Den come and holla at a bitch
I'm
Committee

It's H-U-E-Y, home fly G five
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs
But her mama done gave her then grew from local to major
My pockets
something bout my gyrl. 
when I'm wit her she's mah world
something bout her. 
dats got me sayin yea yea yea yea yea yea 

every night i think
was gon' pull it up now, did cha?
Besides, dat's my lil' hommie pullin' dat trigga
I hit the mall by my self, the hood by my self
When I'm in L.A. I