[Lyric] Roll Call Bad Brains Band Remix (Lil Jon & The East Side Boyz)

[Intro: Lil Jon]
Yall' ready?
Let's crank it up
Let's get this thang crunk
Yeah, yeah!
Lil Jon and them Eastside Boyz
Bad Brain (Bad Brain)
Ice Cube (Ice Cube)
Ice Cube, Bad Brain, and Lil Jon
Hey (hey), Hey (hey)
[?] for my real people's, hey
[?] for my real people's, hey
[?] for my real people's, hey
Let's go, let's go, let's go

[Chorus: Lil Jon & Ice Cube]
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
[Verse 1: Lil Jon]
Whut's that click flexin' ass flauntin' ass!
Be some real ass trill ass
Be some ho ass!
Homie ass rapper!
Be some head-bussin' gangsta ass, gangsta ass !
Be some runnin' and scarey ass, scarey ass!
Be some Roy Jones beat ya ass, beat ya ass !
Be some cake and handcuffin,! handcuffin ass!
Be some "Send them girls out!" "girls out!" !
Be some tricking "Don't pay them, pay them!"
Be some Don Juan pimpin' ass!
Be some 22 havin' ass!
Be some chopper street sweepin' ass, sweepin' ass!
Them ol' half ounce sellin' ass, ass!
Be some dirty bird movin' ass!
Be some kissin' security ass, security ass!
Them girls and let 'em know ass, ass, ass!

[Chorus: Lil Jon & Ice Cube]
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
[Verse 2: Ice Cube]
See I'mma mean (mean), yous afraid (afraid)
Ol' pretend (pretend), smile and grin (grin)
I hate a false (false), Diana Ross (Ross)
So if ya lost (nigga), meet the boss (boss)
He's a super (super), wit a groupa (groupa)
Act stupid (stupid), I'll nuke the (nuke the)
Cause yous a happy (happy) and I'm a nappy (nappy)
Fuckin' scrappy (scrappy), meet ya pappy (pappy)
It's Ice Cube (Cube) and Lil' Jon (Jon)
So if ya drunk (drunk), keep it crunk (crunk)
Til' you punk (punk), feel the bump (bump)
Get yo testifying ass in the trunk (trunk)
You wanna tell (tell), I'll dump a shell (shell)
Send a frail (frail), straight to hell (hell)
Thats ya shelter (shelter), "Heltah-a-Skelta" (Skelta)
And when I belt a (a), God help a (a)

[Chorus: Lil Jon & Ice Cube]
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
[Interlude: Lil Jon]
Yeah!
I see you and your lil click up in tha club (what!)
I see ya'll ifngaz over there talkin' and isht
But you know what (What!)
Yeah do it and get dealt wit real...'motha motha real quick! Get 'em Ice Cube!

[Verse 3: Ice Cube]
Here we come boy
Real, Real shoot ta kill betta run boy
Or you can tell me how I feel as a real, real
Which (which) go get a, get a (What!), no better
(What!) Better do what I say
Cause I'm "Insane in the Brain" (Insane in the Brain)
Yeah, I got Rick James in my veins
Real (real) never change, we just let it bang
Roll thru the gutter lane, daddy said let 'em hang
And cut 'em like its butter mayne
Skeet skeet skeet - naw that's the other mayne
'cause my skeet never leak out this rubber mayne
T&A ain't workin' out my ass DNA
That crazy itch have ya ass off E&J
Fake, fake got these real, real bein' gay
Til my peoples come around it's like night and day
Now she wanna change her god and the way she pray
Authentic boys all know that's the playa way

[Chorus: Lil Jon & Ice Cube]
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
Ya'll renegades mess wit my click (yo!)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)
I don't like dem boyz (I don't like them tricks)

[Verse 4: Lil Jon]
We runnin this
Ya'll click ain't shooo
We runnin this
Ya'll click ain't shooo
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha club gettin' crunk
You in tha club gettin' stomped
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We in tha hood on tha block
You in tha hood gettin' shot
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya run ya,' mouth
We quick ta show you what we bout
You quick to run ya, run ya' mouth
We real, real from tha east
And we act a like a beast
We real, real from tha east
And we act a like a beast
We gangsta, gangsta from the west
Puttin holes in ya vest
We gangsta, gangsta from the west
Puttin holes in ya vest
My midwest click hard
Quick ta pull ya pull ya' card
My midwest click hard
Quick ta pull ya, pull ya card
And down south we set if off
Blow ya , blow ya' face off
And down south we set if off
Blow ya , blow ya' face off
(roll call!)