Put Yo Hood Up (Remix)

[Intro - Roy Jones Jr.]<br>Yeah this Roy Jones Jr.<br>Pound for pound the baddest thing throwin` down<br>The undisputed light heavyweight champion of the world<br>We about to knock niggas heads off with this put yo hood up remix<br>Lil` Jone and the East Side Boyz<br>Jadakiss, Petey Pablo, Chyna Whyte<br>Represent y`all in the hood tonight<br>Yeah, yeah, uh uh<br><br>[Hook]<br>Put yo hood up<br>Put yo hood up<br>Put yo hood up<br>Put yo hood up<br>Put yo click up<br>Put yo click up<br>Put yo click up<br>Put yo click up<br>Represent yo shit motherfucker<br>Represent yo shit motherfucker<br>Represent yo click motherfucker<br>Represent yo click motherfucker<br><br>[Verse 1 - Jadakiss]<br>I hold a 44 from the side angle<br>Gunshots below the waist`ll make ya thigh dangle<br>Uh you know Kiss, all I do is puff hem all day<br>Gettin` money in the Bluff or on MLK<br>Since they brough gold back<br>I bought me a gold mack<br>To explode I leave ya back on Old National<br>I`m in a gentlemen`s club with gentlemen thugs<br>But they call my hood pool dog cause we swimmin` in drugs<br>Get high, get drunk, and we get shit crunk<br>Violate you might die or just get jumped<br>Jadakiss, Lil` Jon and them Eastside Boyz<br>D-Block, every nigga got at least five toys<br>Double R till they put me in the ground<br>And I come back as a bullet, nigga put me in the pound<br>Stop actin` like a bitch you scared<br>What up niggas the remix, put yo hood up niggas<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[Verse 2 - Petey Pablo]<br>It`s the dirty boy`s home town, yeah bitch I`m on now<br>Act any motherfuckin` way I want cause shit I`m in my own house<br>Music - extra, extra loud<br>Shorties - extra, extra out<br>My flows - four mics, get The Source bitch and check it out<br>I came to knock this bastard down<br>Juic - ya bleedin` now<br>You be it - the Petey style<br>Why - hit the curb man I got `em<br>With the open mouth<br>All I hear is oohs and awes<br>What ya mama said, damn Petey king now<br>Pow, I`m on they tails now<br>Helicopter well now<br>From Carolina to the ATL, it`s hell now<br>Ah, simmer down, simmer down<br>Before they kick our ass out<br>Lil` Jon thanks for the sixteen, yeah now<br><br>[Hook]<br><br>[Verse 3 - Chyna Whyte]<br>Ha ha, keep the fame nigga I`m in it for the dough<br>Fuck the glow, what`s the sense if you ain`t got cash to blow<br>I had to shift my gears from fast to slow<br>And get it past they time<br>Hopin` that when I call home they dead or press the nine<br>I bet yo hood can`t fuck with mine<br>Ooh the language I speak when them people roll around<br>And niggas just don`t crack they leak<br>And they too quick to quack they beak<br>You hungry nigga`s ribs touchin` what<br>Now you want half my meat<br>You know the narrow<br>Nigga I still run with the four pound metals<br>Still lacin` the tracks with the pain of the ghetto<br>You boys livin` a dream like the Cosbys<br>And I`m tell ya one mo` time, no that ain`t me on Foxy<br>Don`t get it twisted I got hitters that`ll do you in<br>And if the Feds come I got hitters that`ll do my ten<br>With no problem, on every song I plant my flow blossom<br>From guns to gospel, Chyna Whyte AKA The Apostle<br><br>[Verse 5 - Lil` Jon & The East Side Boyz]<br>Bia bia - put yo click up and shout it out loud<br>Bia bia - put yo click up and shout it out loud<br>Bia bia - get buck in the motherfuckin` crowd<br>Bia bia - get buck in the motherfuckin` crowd<br>We run this bitch, yo click ain`t shit<br>We run this bitch, yo click ain`t shit<br>We run this bitch, yo click ain`t shit<br>We run this bitch, yo click ain`t shit<br>Say nigga fuck you - fuck you<br>Nigga fuck you - fuck you<br>Nigga fuck you - fuck you<br>Nigga fuck you - fuck you<br>Nigga fuck you - fuck you<br>Nigga fuck you - fuck you<br>Nigga fuck you - fuck you<br>Nigga fuck you - fuck you<br>Nigga fuck you - fuck you<br><br>[Hook]