EYYYYYYYYY!
[You dont wanna do dat! is heard in the background of the whole song]
[Trillville ad-libing in background]
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

[Chorus]
All that talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin that shit
Talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin that shit
Talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin that shit
Talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin talkin that shit
Man up motherf*cker man UUUUUUUP
Man up motherf*cker man UUUUUUUP
Man up motherf*cker man UUUUUUUP
Man up motherf*cker man UUUUUUUP

[Don P.]
Now evebody wanna f*ckin have they own label
Wouldnt on the first shit to bring to the table
They in they own fantasy somethin like a fable
Handicap situations all disabled
I shut em down like a computer
Cause aint nobody f*ckin wit the super producer
?Coreleone? (yea) Trill town representatives
(F*CK Don P!) Man some of yall too sensitive
[*gun noises*]
But ya right F*CK me! But aint nam day you gon touch me
Talkin bout Don P why you buckin?
Man you need to chill out get to the money
.....I already got it!
and Ima Trill nigga I handle ALL my problems
Besides Im all about respectin
Ima man before anybody checkin

[Chorus]

[Lil Atlanta]
What you starin at? This aint no free show
You gon make me cock back hit ya ass in the door
You dont wanna do dat hear dem thangs clit-clak
Goes in ya thru the front comes out thru the back
Come and make my night! Love to talk but hate to fight
Was you a bitch? I was a bitch it dont go away ova night
Man up motherf*cker man up!
I told you once before motherf*cker stand UP!

[Chorus]

[Dirty Mouth]
Now if you niggaz keep playin you gon make a nigga tear a hole
Right thru yo chest is yo flesh I can see yo soul
You dont wanna DO dat! Ima hit you wit a bat
Talkin all dat shit nigga and Ima hit you wit da gack
Seventeen times out da barrel on my .45
Four plus five equals nine goin thru yo spine
Sit yo ass down hoe! Make a move you gotta go
Erase you off da map and beat yo ass at yo own show
Aint playin no games wit you lames when it comes to gangsta shit
Throwin up my middle finger grabbin on my own dick
Niggaz thank they slick take yo pick which one you WANT
bullets flyin thru yo house or goin straight thru yo door?
Make yo ass choke wit different strokes of my hand movements
Say dat your a G in these streets man you gotta prove in
Next time I see you talkin talkin shit
Ima rearrange yo mouth and put yo ass in a ditch BITCH

[Chorus]

[You dont wanna do dat!]