Youngbloodz Intro/gp's Interlude Lyrics - Youngbloodz

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 fuck 

Cadillac ridin dubs so nigga 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 niggaz we roll, fifty trips to the sto' 

Them and in and outta way police knockin at my do' 

Remember dis bitch nigga, used hit ya with bows 

Now cock it back 32 times and let that bitch 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 whassup, don't give a damn, don't give a fuck 

So watch out know, 'cause 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