[Intro: Trick Trick]
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Yeah! This your boy Trick Trick
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I got my dawg Ice Cube in this motherfucker (Lench Mob!)
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I got my dawg Lil Jon close by too
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Right about now I need everybody to get they motherfuckin hands up
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And wherever the fuck you from
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Let the whole club see it
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What! What! Like this!
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[Chorus: Lil Jon]
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Throw your hood up, nigga let me see it (let me see it)
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Throw your sets up high in the sky (in the sky)
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Let the whole club know that you in this bitch
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Throw your hood up, nigga let it fly (let it fly)
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[Trick Trick]
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From 7 Mile, B.K. to Crenshaw to Camden to Bankhead
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All our homies get cheese (get cheese)
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Lynnwood to A-Z, Compton to Brook-nam
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Fifth Ward hitters pimp be (pimp be)
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School Craft to Grape Street, Harlem to 8th Street
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Ninth Ward killers throw it up (throw it up)
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Southwest to Brightmo', Puritan to 6 Mile
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Number streets won't hold 'em up (hold 'em up)
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Eastside you see the E's, Westside show the dubs
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Riders all around throwin fourths (throwin fourth)
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Blue and red flags up in the air hangin high
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and can see 'em C'in and B-walk (B-walk)
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Little G's khaki suited with French braids, AF-1's
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Ducati frames on beams (on beams)
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O.G.'s distributin them big thangs swingin them big chains
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Sportin that lil' teen (teen)
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[Chorus]
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[Ice Cube]
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Yeah G-A-N-G-S-T-A (gangsta)
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S-H-I-T in a white tee (you know)
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I am the H-double-O-D
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Y'all niggaz know me, the big double O.G. (yea-yea)
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Fuck the police, I used to roll goalie
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I used to hold these and drink down 40's
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All the rolies would come to control me
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I'm uncontrollable when I'm on some gold D's (ooh-ooooh!)
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Back the fuck up, I'm hard as concrete
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Sidewalk gun talk university
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Every hood's the same, up in Detroit
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I'm with Trick Trick, smoked about three joints
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On to bump one 'fore we hit the parkin lot
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After the fifth one niggaz don't talk a lot
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Hit the club, mean mug, what you lookin at? (What you lookin at?)
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Who that bitch you with? I'll put a hook in that
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[Chorus]
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[Lil Jon]
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If you true to yo' hood and you rep yo' set
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Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
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Eastside, Westside, Southside, where you at?
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Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
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What up cuz, cuz? What up Blood, Blood?
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Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
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Midwest, West Coast, Dirty South, East Coast
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Throw it up, throw it up, throw it up, throw it up
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[Chorus]
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[Outro: Ice Cube (Trick)]
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What up Trick Trick? (What up O.G.?)
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This your nigga Ice Cube (right)
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Now check this out, I'm in downtown Detroit (alright)
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On my way to the club (right)
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I find out, that the bitch I'm text messagin (uh-huh)
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Is the same bitch the mayor's text messagin (OHHH!)
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What niggaz to do man?
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But keep it hood, fuck it
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Let It Fly
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Trick-Trick |