| Song | Man Up |
| Artist | Trillville |
| Album | Hustle & Flow |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| EYYYYYYYYY! | |
| [You don't 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 motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| [Don P.] | |
| Now eve'body wanna fuckin have they own label | |
| Wouldn't 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 ain't nobody fuckin wit the super producer | |
| ?Coreleone? (yea), Trill town representatives | |
| (FUCK Don P!) Man some of y'all too sensitive | |
| [*gun noises*] | |
| But ya right, FUCK me! But ain't '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 I'ma Trill nigga I handle ALL my problems | |
| Besides, I'm all about respectin | |
| I'ma man, before anybody checkin | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Lil' Atlanta] | |
| What you starin at? This ain't no free show | |
| You gon make me cock back, hit ya ass in the door | |
| You don't 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 don't go away ova night | |
| Man up motherfucker man up! | |
| I told you once before motherfucker 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 don't wanna DO dat! I'ma hit you wit a bat | |
| Talkin all dat shit nigga and I'ma 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 | |
| Ain't 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 | |
| I'ma rearrange yo mouth and put yo ass in a ditch, BITCH | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [You don't wanna do dat!] |
| EYYYYYYYYY! | |
| You don' t wanna do dat! is heard in the background of the whole song | |
| Trillville adlibing 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 motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Don P. | |
| Now eve' body wanna fuckin have they own label | |
| Wouldn' t 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 ain' t nobody fuckin wit the super producer | |
| ? Coreleone? yea, Trill town representatives | |
| FUCK Don P! Man some of y' all too sensitive | |
| gun noises | |
| But ya right, FUCK me! But ain' t ' 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 I' ma Trill nigga I handle ALL my problems | |
| Besides, I' m all about respectin | |
| I' ma man, before anybody checkin | |
| Chorus | |
| Lil' Atlanta | |
| What you starin at? This ain' t no free show | |
| You gon make me cock back, hit ya ass in the door | |
| You don' t wanna do dat, hear dem thangs clitclak | |
| 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 don' t go away ova night | |
| Man up motherfucker man up! | |
| I told you once before motherfucker 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 don' t wanna DO dat! I' ma hit you wit a bat | |
| Talkin all dat shit nigga and I' ma 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 | |
| Ain' t 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 | |
| I' ma rearrange yo mouth and put yo ass in a ditch, BITCH | |
| Chorus | |
| You don' t wanna do dat! |
| EYYYYYYYYY! | |
| You don' t wanna do dat! is heard in the background of the whole song | |
| Trillville adlibing 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 motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Man up motherfucker, man UUUUUUUP | |
| Don P. | |
| Now eve' body wanna fuckin have they own label | |
| Wouldn' t 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 ain' t nobody fuckin wit the super producer | |
| ? Coreleone? yea, Trill town representatives | |
| FUCK Don P! Man some of y' all too sensitive | |
| gun noises | |
| But ya right, FUCK me! But ain' t ' 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 I' ma Trill nigga I handle ALL my problems | |
| Besides, I' m all about respectin | |
| I' ma man, before anybody checkin | |
| Chorus | |
| Lil' Atlanta | |
| What you starin at? This ain' t no free show | |
| You gon make me cock back, hit ya ass in the door | |
| You don' t wanna do dat, hear dem thangs clitclak | |
| 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 don' t go away ova night | |
| Man up motherfucker man up! | |
| I told you once before motherfucker 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 don' t wanna DO dat! I' ma hit you wit a bat | |
| Talkin all dat shit nigga and I' ma 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 | |
| Ain' t 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 | |
| I' ma rearrange yo mouth and put yo ass in a ditch, BITCH | |
| Chorus | |
| You don' t wanna do dat! |