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Throw It Up Part 2 (Remix) - Lil Jon (Feat. Pastor Troy and Waka Flocka Flame)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Vocals
Craig Love
Craig Love
Guitar
Pastor Troy
Pastor Troy
Vocals
Waka Flocka Flame
Waka Flocka Flame
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Micah Troy
Micah Troy
Songwriter
Cleavon Darnell Prince
Cleavon Darnell Prince
Songwriter
Clint Mansell
Clint Mansell
Songwriter
Sammie Norris
Sammie Norris
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Jon
Lil Jon
Producer
Mark Vinten
Mark Vinten
Recording Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Alex Newell
Alex Newell
Recording Engineer
Mike Mosca
Mike Mosca
Assistant Recording Engineer
Drumma Boy
Drumma Boy
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I ain't never been scared to throw it up
I ain't never been scared to throw it up
All the real **** in here gettin' fucked
All the real **** in here gettin' fucked
[Verse 2]
Who crunker than us? He ain't crunker than us
Who crunker than us? He ain't crunker than us
Throw it up, ****, throw it up, ho
Throw it up, ****, throw it up, ho
[Verse 3]
What you reppin', ****? What you reppin', ho?
Set it off in this bitch, throw it up for sure
****, you scared to represent your click
I ain't never scared to represent shit
Goons on deck tatted up and blow
Ready for a fight stompin' **** to the floor
My hood on my hat, my hood on my back
My hood in the club and they don't know how to act
Push them up front, push them **** back
Get up in his face rep where you stay
East side, ****, west side, ****
South side, ****, north side, ****
[Verse 4]
You ain't sayin' shit you ain't sayin shit
You ain't sayin' shit your side ain't shit
You ain't sayin' shit you ain't sayin shit
You ain't sayin' shit, ****, fuck your clique
[Verse 5]
I ain't never been scared to throw it up
I ain't never been scared to throw it up
All the real **** in here gettin' fucked
All the real **** in here gettin' fucked
[Verse 6]
Who crunker than us? He ain't crunker than us
Who crunker than us? He ain't crunker than us
Throw it up, ****, throw it up, ho
Throw it up, ****, throw it up, ho
[Verse 7]
Give me a P, a T
Let's pass the joint motherfucker that's me
It's BME drummer squad
And when I come, I'm coming hard
I represent the GA
To FLA to the bay
I'm in the club signed up with a bitch I'm chillin
Better watch who you mug get the fuck out of grillin'
It's the path of disaster I blow up like a missle
We can do with our hands man or do it with pistols
It's whenever I'm ready couple bloods in this song
Give a fuck if I'm right, give a fuck if I'm wrong
This is not just a song this anthem for crunk
We don't do it for pussy ****, don't do it for punks
And once again, **** put some yack in my mug
So I can throw it up
[Verse 8]
I ain't never been scared to throw it up
I ain't never been scared to throw it up
All the real **** in here gettin' fucked
All the real **** in here gettin' fucked
[Verse 9]
Who crunker than us? He ain't crunker than us
Who crunker than us? He ain't crunker than us
Throw it up, ****, throw it up, ho
Throw it up, ****, throw it up, ho
[Verse 10]
Time to take these motherfuckers over the top
I got my **** up in here with me what's happening Bricksquad
What's your name, boy?
What's your name, ****? Tell em how you ride, ****
[Verse 11]
Shoot outs, kick doors, 'bout that, shorty go get that, hit that bliz
That get back, shoot back, baby said, what's up?
One fucker flying, he dead probably 'cause he dead drunk
And get fucked up, stomp out his ass shout out mud drug
I got dope, raw, flatline, buckin' on me, it's game time
So don't whip rhymes tryna take my shine, **** jumpin down
Tryna cop my time, it ain't one hunnid, that's zero
One hundred and zero
Hands like a superhero
Diamonds on my neck, subzero
? rocking out death row
Shorty what you tryna do
Hey tell me what you tryna do
Shorty what you tryna do
Fight or shoo
Who crunker in this motherfucker? Breeze Squad, ****
Whose higher in this motherfucker? Breeze Squad, ****
Let's start a riot in this motherfucker, Breeze Squad
[Verse 12]
I ain't never been scared to throw it up
I ain't never been scared to throw it up
All the real **** in here gettin' fucked
All the real **** in here gettin' fucked
[Verse 13]
Who crunker than us? He ain't crunker than us
Who crunker than us? He ain't crunker than us
Throw it up, ****, throw it up, ho
Throw it up, ****, throw it up, ho
Written by: C. Prince, Clint Mansell, Jonathan Smith, Micah Le Var Troy, Sammie D. Norris

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