[Intro: Lil Jon, Lil Bo & Big Sam] Let's go Yeeaah Lil' Jon and the motherfuckin' Eastside Boyz Ok, Pastor Troy, yeah We represent for everybody All the real niggas in America Where you at, or where the fuck you from? We represent for ya'll We represent for G-A (throw it up) Naptown (throw it up); Tennessee (throw it up) Saint Louis (throw it up); J-Ville (throw it up) Mississippi (throw it up); Alabama (throw it up) V-A (throw it up); Detroit (throw it up) D-C (throw it up); Dallas, Texas (throw it up) The Carolinas (throw it up); Houston niggas (throw it up) Louisiana (throw it up); the Bay niggas (throw it up) Let's go [Chorus: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz] Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, (where you from?), throw it up If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club [Verse 1: Lil Jon & the Eastside Boyz] Back up bitch, get the fuck out my way (Aye move the fuck back bitch, move the fuck back) Back up bitch, get the fuck out my way (Aye move the fuck back bitch, move the fuck back) What you looking at nigga, what you looking at nigga? (Not me or my clique, we too trill, my nigga) What you looking at nigga, what you looking at nigga? (Not me or my clique, we too trill, my nigga) We to deep off in this bitch, we too deep off in this bitch (It's more of us than it is in the club, stupid bitch) We to deep off in this bitch, we too deep off in this bitch (It's more of us than it is in the club, stupid bitch) Ya'll niggas over there (ya'll niggas ain't shit) Ya'll hoes over there (ya'll hoes ain't shit) We run this (what) We run this (what) We run this (what) We run this (what) [Chorus: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz] Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, (where you from?), throw it up If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club [Verse 2: Pastor Troy] The last nigga, is the pastor, ready to blast ya You know, I don't play no motherfuckin' games D-S-G-B, you know the name Wood grain in the motherfuckin' dually truck Got the black and red seats, with the Georgia tuft And I got my helmet, hangin' out the window Ready to bust the head, of a fuckin' pretender Nigga, as soon as I enter, you know I'm makin' noise Pastor Troy, and the Eastside Boyz A-K bustin', I ride the whole clip I cock that ho, and let it motherfuckin' rip To sank shit, is what I live for Fuck him (uh-huh), Fuck her I'm representin' Put some more 'yac in my mug So I can throw it up (throw it up) [Chorus: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz] Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, (where you from?), throw it up If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club [Interlude: Lil Jon] Ok, ok, hold the fuck up, hold the fuck up I'm looking 'round this bitch (Uh-huh) I see a lot of niggas ain't throwin' up shit (What) Ya'll niggas must be scared to represent yo shit (You scared) You must be scared, nigga (Scared) Fuck that shit (Fuck that shit) All my real niggas that's proud of they hoods All my real ladies that's proud of they hoods And they ain't never been scared Say this shit (yeah) [Bridge: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz] Bitch I ain't scared, bitch I ain't scared Bitch I ain't scared, I ain't scared, motherfucker Bitch I ain't scared, bitch I ain't scared Bitch I ain't scared, I ain't scared, motherfucker Bitch I ain't scared, bitch I ain't scared Bitch I ain't scared, I ain't scared, motherfucker Bitch I ain't scared, bitch I ain't scared Bitch I ain't scared, I ain't scared, motherfucker [Verse 3: Pastor Troy] I'm gon' represent where I'm from In the back of the club, my Tommy gun Though when I chill, fuckin' burn one Leave up out the club, it's me and Little Jon Ballin' in the Benz's, switchin' up lanes Talkin' much shit cause we deep in the game; cocaine All white fuckin' S, fuckin' six (come on) Young ass niggas, I guess we filthy rich My whole clique, ready to bust some heads I'mma throw it up, bitch, and I ain't scared (come on) Pastor Troy, motherfucker, you know the routine Represent for the home team Throw it up [Chorus: Lil Jon and the Eastside Boyz] Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, motherfucker, throw it up Throw it up, (where you from?), throw it up If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club