[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