Bia' Bia'

'Ey, yo, check this out, supreme-figga-nigga Big Kap
Rockin' wit' Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz, Chyna Whyte (ludacris, nigga), $hort Dog
Ay, tell them niggas what's up, though
If you scared, get the fuck out the club, nigga!

Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)

Well, get 'em up (get 'em up), put 'em up (put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo' hands up!
Well, get 'em up (get 'em up), put 'em up (put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo' hands up!

Well, where you from, nigga (where you from)?
Where you from, nigga (where you from)?
Goddamn it, mothafucka', where you from (where you from)?
Well, where you from, nigga (where you from)?
Where you from, nigga (where you from)?
Goddamn it, mothafucka', where you from (where you from)?

Well, represent yo' shit, represent yo' shit
Say: Fuck that clique! Say: Fuck that clique!
Well, represent yo' shit, represent yo' shit
Say: Fuck that clique! Say: Fuck that clique!

Well, you scared (you scared), you scared (you scared)
Stop actin' like a bitch, you scared (you scared)
You scared (you scared), you scared (you scared)
Stop actin' like a bitch, you scared (you scared)

Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)

Chyna Whyte don't suck no dicks or lick no nuts
Bitch, I hit licks and flip bricks
Every two hours, switch whips to keep the peepers off me
What you know about that NoDoz and coffee?
No sleep, I'm lookin' forty, with three bricks in a seven-forty
Bitch, I ain't got time to porrty
I'm breakin' bread with Dominican niggas, over a hot Bennigan's dinner
Thinkin' how I'ma cop this six at the beginning of winter
Chrome it out, then fit it with timber (that's wood grain)
What you ain't know? This a hood thang
All my thugs, let your wood swang
Bitches, make ya ass clap
I'm takin' all yo' ASCAP and BMI
Catch me drivin' DUI
Look, 'cause I don't give a fuck, nigga, I'm livin' to die
Who on this track fuckin' with me? Y'all is willin' to try
Chyna Whyte's a thug bitch with no feelings inside, mothafucka

Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)

Well, pour-out the Henn' and Coke and fire up that dro'
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold, Clear, then I shocked the globe
I clock the hoes, lock doors and drop the 'bows
I rock the shows, pop, lock and knock your nose
You bia bia', I grab my, 44 and mop the floor
I Mop and Glo, the Feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the pain, cock-back and swing the thang
Your girl mad, 'cause she told me: Don't even bring the thang!
And then I told her, I said: It's cool, get at me (huh)
And then my voice got raspy
'Cause I was smokin' on some Cali and my eyes was dazed
I was in the zone, could've thrown-up them tre's
And if you lost, Lil' Jon's got some Eastside ways
So stop actin' like a bia' if yo' ass ain't blaze

Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia' bia' (get 'em up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a-like a- (push 'em off, push 'em off)

Bitch-niggas in the house, tell me what's up
A nigga slapped you in the mouth and told you: Shut up
Somebody hollered: Get 'em!
And now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, told the pitbull to sic-'em
I know he wanna run, but he can't, he assed-out
Punched him in his chin, and then he passed-out
Woke up with his pockets turned inside-out
Always hit them weak mothafuckas right in their mouth
You better stay out the way and act like you ain't havin' shit
'Cause niggas will run-up in yo' ass, like you a nasty bitch
You little biatch, that's what they callin' you
You'd be a damn fool to act like you ballin', dude
Mindin' yo business, they grabbed you by yo' collar
You feel like Marvin Gaye 'cause they make you wanna holler
But since you can't run, you might as well fight
Quit actin' like a bitch and live a real life
You just a (bia' bia')