Hoody Hoo

[Intro: Master P] Don't make me call the dogs (Use my ghetto code) Oh, we got beef? (Hoody Hoo!) I RESPRESENT THE DIRTY SOUTH!!!! For all my thugs and thugettes out there TO THE WORLD!!!! Get rowdy rowdy, 'bout it 'bout it! (Where they at?!) Where the TRU thugs at?! [Verse 1: Master P] 4 or 5 Hummers, 'Burban, Jag' for the summer SS sittin' 20's, but I ain't no muthafuckin' stunna Grab the gat – where they at? Rat-tat-tat-tat I represent the 3rd Ward You a rookie, I'm a vet, you the captain, I'm the crunch You got that dinner, I got the lunch, hit the weed, pass the blunts Your eyes red, you got the munchies How you like me now? Gold teeth when I smile Try to take me out the ghetto, but I'm still buckwild [Chorus] So buckle up, nigga – knuckle up, nigga (Hoody Hoo!) That's the code for them killas (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) [Verse 2: Silkk The Shocker, (Master P)] One for the money, two for the show Three for my niggas, four to go When I hear "Hoody Hoo!" it's time to ride Let nothin' slide, let nothin' go If you 'bout your paper, then scream (Hoody Hoo!) If you don't fuck with them haters, scream (Hoody Hoo!) If you about big thangs, then scream (Hoody Hoo!) If you 'bout havin thangs, then scream (Hoody Hoo!) (Whoa, hold on, lil' daddy, watch my feet I know you gettin'' rowdy and everything KL, bring that beat back) Drop the hot shit So I can cop the new shit, the blue 6 Niggas hatin' these days So guess what? I bulletproofed it N-O L-I-M-I to the T, nigga TRU is who we be, nigga Then scream if you with me, nigga [Chorus] So buckle up, nigga – knuckle up, nigga (Hoody Hoo!) That's the code for them killas (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) [Verse 3: C-Murder] Straight from the South, got them golds in my mouth Converse on my feet Thug girls bounce dat ass to the beat We be No Limit niggas, and we rowdy We come to the club and get the motherfucker wildin' Fuck, I been to the streets Rest in peace to my peeps Stay at home if you weak, gotta hustle just to eat And the pound put it down, all them girls can't tell TRU niggas make mail, all them haters go to hell Throw 'em up Uptown, all the way to Downtown You might get clowned, so you better pack a round TRU niggas want it all, we gon' ball 'til we fall Put my tank on the wall, Hoody Hoo be call, nigga [Chorus] So buckle up, nigga – knuckle up, nigga (Hoody Hoo!) That's the code for them killas (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?) (Hoody Hoo!) Buckle up, knuckle up (What you wanna do?)