Wots Up lyrics

[Intro: Proof, Salam Wreck & Ty Farris]
Turn table terrorist
DJ Salam Wreck
Yo, what's up? I wanna know what's up? (D12)
Hey y'all, it's Em production right here
Eminem, Slim Shady, he make beats too
This his production, he told me he don't like this track though
You know what I'm sayin'
But I mean I like it though
f*ck it, mixtape (Wreck!)

[Verse: Proof]
Ayo it's all in this life without Christ to keep sane n*gga
Staying hot, boy off the block, drinking the same liquor
Horn' Mac, keep that gat, call him the brain splitter
f*ck a rock, tryna get it now, push the cane sniffer
It's usually with Dudey or dog, it's all the same difference
Flashy car snatcher, see if your chain fit us
Leaving this and leaving with whoever came with us
From out the blue we caught the flu since the fame bit us
We game spitters, no jitters, we keep a steady hand
While you deep in these streets we already ran
Listen man, don't let your feelings wrestle my heart
There's like a bleeding drowning man get rescued by a shark
Look, life don't like you, I suggest that you part
Got some wolves in the club, they eat your flesh in the dark
Heartless like organ donors, through the night 'til the morning on us
This who want it, we hold the corners
[Chorus: Proof]
What's up? (Shady Records in this motherf*cker asking y'all)
What's up? (What the f*ck y'all wanna do n*gga, you hear me)
What's up? (D12 back in this b*tch asking you)
What's up?( Heard me, n*gga for life, Detroit say)
What's up? (All my real motherf*ckers say)
What's up? (50 Cent, G Unit say)
What's up? (Obie Trice, motherf*cker say)
What's up? (Shady Records, n*gga come on)

[Interlude: Proof]
D12 n*gga, we back in the house
Big Proof, Swifty McVay
Kon Artis, Kuniva, Bizzy
And Slim motherf*cking Shady
DJ Salam Wreck
Obie Trice
Lloyd Bank
Young Buck
Yayo
50 Cent
EcirT eibO

[Outro: Horny Mac]
Yo hold on P, what's up baby?
It's your man's Mac Mizzle, you know a.k.a. Lt. Scrappy
You know, you know how we get down baby
But yo, what's up with, what's up with the D
You know how we do it in the D, baby
Runyon Ave., you know 7 Mile
Schoolcraft, you know how we do it
All the way back to PA
You know we smacking n*ggas all day in the club
These n*ggas don't want no trouble
This is how we get down in the D
n*ggas don't understand how we get down
So let me tell you about my n*ggas from Griswold and State
You know, Dolo, [?]
You know, my n*ggas
My n*gga Dirty Mike back when used to hold [?]
You know how we get down
You know me dawg, how we was running the D back then, getting money
We still getting money though, you know
So we gon' continue to keep smacking these n*ggas in the club
Knocking they ass out in the pub', you know, but yo
Run me back one more time, Mike and let me do this again, right
You know, I'm just warming up