Official music video for Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz - Bia' Bia' (feat. Ludacris, Too Short, Big Kap & Chyna Whyte), from the album Put Yo Hood Up. Director: Bryan Barber, Producer: Kareem Johnson

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LYRICS

[Big Kap]
Ayo check this out
Big Kap rockin with Lil Jon, Eastside Boyz (Ludacris), Chyna Whyte, Short Dog

Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)

Well get 'em up (Get 'em up), put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a _____ and get yo hands up
Well get 'em up (Get 'em up), put 'em up (Put 'em up)
Stop actin' like a _____ and get yo hands up
Well where you from (Where you from), where you from (Where you from)
Get crunk get crunk where you from (Where you from)
Where you from (Where you from), where you from (Where you from)
Get crunk get crunk where you from (Where you from)
Well represent yo click, represent yo click
Bia Bia, Bia Bia
Represent yo click, represent yo click
Bia Bia, Bia Bia
Well you scared (You scared), you scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a _____ you scared (You scared)
You scared (You scared), you scared (You scared)
Stop actin' like a _____you scared (You scared)

Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)

[Ludacris]
Well pour out the Henn and Coke and fire up that dro
It's Ludacris off Old National and Godby Road
The block is sold, "CLEAR" then I shocked the globe
I clock the ____, lock do's and drop the bows
I rock the shows; pop lock and knock yo nose
You Bia' Bia', I grab my .44 and mop the flo
I Mop & Glo, the Feds tryin' to stop my dough
They claim they caught me at the docks with a flock of snow
I bring the pain, cock back and swing the thang
Yo girl mad cause she told me don't even bring the thang
And then I told her, I said, "it's cool, get at me"
And then my voice got raspy
Cause I was (Bia Bia) Cali and my eyes was dazed
I was in the zone, coulda thrown up them tre's
And if you lost, Lil Jon's got some Eastside ways
So stop actin' like a Bia if yo ___ ain't blaze

Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)

[Too Short]
In the house tell me what's up
_____ slaps you in your mouth and tells you shut up
Somebody holler get 'em and now you just a victim
Shorty tried to stick 'em, told the pit bull to sic 'em
I know he wanna run but he can't he ___ed out
Punched him in his chin and then he passed out
Trick _____ if you tell me you a player you can ride
But you’ll never be like Willie Dynamite Superfly you just a

Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you lookin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'me up, get 'em up), why you frontin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)

[Chyna Whyte]
Bump, bump, bump, bump lettin' off shots
Double glock, glock, ch-ch, pop pop
It don't stop in that Dirty South
Burn up the whole block, that's what this here be bout
Livin lawless, labeled hardest
Gonna see who's life is shortest
Regardless this whole world to me is garbage
Tryin' to reap my harvest
I'm starvin' less than a life of ballin'
Yet still tryin' to find my callin'
And make a change, look into my eyes all you see is pain
Look up in the skies all I see is rain, ain't no sunshine
Call me a monkey, but look I got King Nine bloodlines
With P-9's and semi-autos, ain't guaranteed tomorrow
Name all I borrow
I represent the slums, ate the crumbs
Now I'm reachin' for a new height
Nothin' but love and we grew tight
Played and renew sight
Hustlin' for food tight
Who the dopest on the planet Chyna Whyte

Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you actin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia (Get 'em up, get 'em up), why you fussin' like a - like a (Push 'em off, push 'em off)
Bia Bia

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