Intro
[Young Buck]
Uhhhhhhoooooooo, Young Buck
Dirty South yeah
Hook [Young Buck]
I hear em talkin but he bout to get that a** stomped,
Watch I get the club krunk I'ma make em stomp,
We ain't playin wanna front get that a** stomped,
Do it like them dirty south boys doin stomp,
Now where you from who the boss I'ma break em off,
Where you from who the boss let me break em off,
Now where you from who the boss I'ma break em off,
Where you from who the boss let me break em off
Verse 1 [Young Buck]
I'm caidalacian through the hood sittin on 24's, T.V.s playin rims spinin blowin on plenty drow, Don't have to mention when you pimpin you get plenty hoes, its all on you if you gon trick or you gon get yo dough, I know I got theses haters mad I can love that, when you got love for the streets they give you love back, Look in my eyes you can tell I ain't never scared, poppin them things I'm rockin my chain any where, If you gon represent yo hood whatcha waitin on, sercurity better back up when they play this song, And we bout 50 strong please don't make us do you wrong, my click of gurellias they got they G-Units on, All of that mean muggin really don't mean nothin, come on and take it outside let me see something, Wh-wh-wh-what now don't get bu-bu-buck down, stop all that hatein or this club gon get sh-sh-shut down, Now where you from who the boss I'ma break em off, where you from who the boss let me break em off
Hook
Verse 2 [The Game]
G-G-G-G-Unit coming striaght outta compton, laced up my G-6s and I'm
A-town stompin, Got ten thousands cash in my pocket, let the bump in cause Luda and Young Buck always gettin me in ta somethin, Lowrider out front I'm trying to get in of somethin, step on Bank'$ shoe one mo time or I'ma start bustin, Rose gold in my grill I got a dirty mouth, and a b**** wit a fat a** from the dirty dirty south, I wasn't trying ta get the cover of the Daboy sell, just trying ta f**k Maya cause Dre said sex sells, Don't be mad at the rocks in my f**kin chain, don't be mad cause ya b**** chose Buck and Game, You see the lago tated on my neck the same one I'm autographin on ya chest, Put yo bottles in tha air for Yayo he on house arrest, And on behave of 50 Cent this is G-Unit west, Naaaa Stomp
G-G-G-G-Unit, Naaaa Stomp G-G-G-G-Unit
Hook
Verse 3 [Ludacris]
Motherf**ker I'm a monster in this game similar ta the lockness, my rhymes are nappy rooted some verses got a process, The truth in this bouth ain't no doubts when I'm rappin, if I say it I've either done it or its bout to happend, When I pull up in the Luwe truck on 26s people dumb out, if lifes a crap game I'm rollin 7s on a come out, Theses rappers think I'm ignorient love sayin my name, cause maintaing my fish tank and they house cost the same, As for me I say I made it and it sure wasn't luck, because hustlers relat to me and some are younger then Buck, You see I'm married to my music but we got a prenuck, so if that b**** don't acted right I'm still gettin my cuts, My deals never get srecwed my contracts practice abstanets, a master in this program hazein theses undergraduates, So pimp and be easy quit catchin feelins, cause you worth a couple hundred grand and I'm worth millons, Nobody thinkin bout you plus yo beef ain't lagit, so please stay off the T.I.P of my DICK |
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