Trick Daddy - Let's Go (feat. Twista & Lil' Jon) lyrics

Lil Jon Yeah (Yeaaaahhhh!) Theres a lotta f** n***as in the club tonight (f** em, f** em, f** em) But its gonna be aight, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Cuz me and my clique we dont give a f** n***a Trick Daddy, Jim Johnson, Big D, Lil Jon (Hook) Lil Jon Let's Gooooo! (Let's Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know) I'm bout to f** a n***a up, Let's Gooooo! (Let's Gooooo!) If you want it you can get it let me know (let me know) I'm bout to f** a n***a up, Let's Gooooo! (Let's Gooooo!) Trick Daddy If you want some, come get some Cuz where I'm from we tote big guns And everybody know somebody that Know somebody that know somethin bout it And I want answers now Who, what, when, where and why See, a lotta dudes like to act a fool And all get all loud but that ain't my style And he who he gonna get, and what he gonna do Run up on me if he want to Out there impressin his homies But he stood up in front of his mama I mop up the flo wit em And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em I got fools that'll go get em That's for him, his crew and the dudes that run wit em (Hook) Twista Gotta spit for the murderas and the k**as and the thugstas That be f**in up the ballas and the dealas and the hustlas Got me comin at you bokas in the V.I. while they bumpin Lil Kon I'm a brush ya It's the psycho n***a Twista from Chicago rollin with the Miami n***a that'll crush ya We already been lookin for drama If a n***a try to get it to then we still gotta get em Feelin fury from my tough sh** that can't never be true And the penicillin I'm telling you Trick I finna steal em Got me swingin crysie and hennessy bottles In the club with my thug homies goin for the skrilla Don't get it twisted with that overnight celebrity You better be scared of me in my city I'm a k**a (Hook) Trick Daddy I ain't that rappin type arright And I that actin type arright This sulphane in my script I'm a playa and you, you just a square See, once that Hennessy into me The whole industry is my enemy If you ain't no ten to me or friend to me b**h don't pretend to be I'm strictly for the thugs I'm part of the streets and straight out the hood That moments ghetto (ghetto) Got me deep in gats for you wheezly cats I'm straight out the county of Dade Played on fire n***a M-I-A Never gone south of the border America's most wanted you gonna get slaughtered (Hook 2x) Trick Daddy The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire The AK go chop, chop, chop, chop The SK go fire, fire, fire, fire