Youngbloodz - Youngbloodz Intro lyrics

YOUNGBLOODZ!!! ... [Dana Lewis + {scratching}] "Get 'em off" "Sean Paul" "Get 'em off" "J-Bo" Youngbloodz... "Get 'em off" "Youngbloodz" Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off" Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off" Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" [Sean Paul] Now do you got what it take? Do you know how it feel to be a Youngblood? The elite, drankin, smokin them dubs - too much give a f** Cadillac ridin dubs so n***a what? I whip them X on them Vogues - them Cadillac with fo' do's I had about three chunky hoes, to make that thang up fo' sho' Me and my n***as we roll, fifty trips to the sto' Them and in and outta way police knockin at my do' Remember dis b**h n***a, used hit ya with bows Now co*k it back 32 times and let that b**h unload [J-Bo] See I'm about to letcha know, about the Y to the O to the U-N-G To the B to the L to the double O, D-Z is who we be Youngbloodz, we wha**up, don't give a damn, don't give a f** So watch out know, cuz really; I don't think you even wanna buck And act on us, so hush that fuss Before we bust, so don't press ya luck Because it ain't much, as we construct To lay you down on the ground So what with backseat, we gon' clown Better tell you wussies don't make a sound As we take you on a journey, comin live from the A-Town [Dana Lewis + {scratching}] Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off" Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off" Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off" Youngbloodz... "Young-bloodz" "Get 'em off" ...