Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp (Remix)

Uh, oh, young
south, yo

I hear him talkin' but he to get that ass stomp
Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma make 'em
We ain't playin' front, get that ass stomp
Do it like them dirty south boys do and

Now, you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off
Where you from? Who the boss? break him off
Now, where you Who the boss? I'ma break him off
Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme him off

I'm Cadillac n the hood sittin' on 24's
T.V's playin' rim's spinnin', plenty 'dro
Don't have to mention you pimpin' you get plenty hoes
It's all on you if you gon' or you gon' get yo' dough

I I got these haters, mad I can love that
When you got love for the streets, they ya love back
Look in my eyes, you can I ain't never scared
Poppin' thangs, I'm rockin' my chain anywhere

If you gon' represent your hood, what you on?
Security better back up when they play this
And we 'bout 50 strong, please make us do you wrong
My click of they got they G-Unit's on

All of that mean really don't mean nothin'
C'mon n' take it outside, let me see
now? Don't get B-B-Buck'd down
Stop all this hatin' or this club gon' get down

Now, where you from? Who the I'ma break him off
Where you Who the boss? Lemme break him off

I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass
how I get the club crunk I'ma make 'em stomp
We ain't wanna front, get that ass stomp
Do it like them dirty boys, do and stomp

Now, where you from? Who the boss? break him off
Where you from? Who the Lemme break him off
Now, where you from? Who the boss? break him off
Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme him off

G-G-G-Unit, comin' outta Compton
Lace up my G-6's and I'm stompin'
Got cash in my pocket, let the pump in
'Cause Luda and Young Buck gettin' me into somethin'

Low out front, I'm tryin' to get into somethin'
Step on banks, shoot one more time then I'ma bustin'
Rows gold in my grill, I got a dirty
And a bitch with a fat ass the dirty, dirty south

I wasn't to get the cover of the Double XL
Just tryin' to fuck Mya Dre said, "Sex sells"
Don't be mad at the rocks in my chain
Don't be mad 'cause your chose Buck and Game

You see the logo tatted on my
The one I'm autographin' on the chest
Put your in the air for Yayo, he on House Arrest
And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is West
Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp,

I hear him talkin' but he to get that ass stomp
Watch how I get the crunk, I'ma make 'em stomp
We ain't playin' front, get that ass stomp
Do it like dirty south boys do and stomp

Now, where you from? Who the I'ma break him off
you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off
Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma him off
you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

Mothafucka, I'm a monster in this game to the Lochness
My is nappy rooted, some verses gotta process
The truth in this booth, ain't no when I'm rappin'
If I say it either done it or it's 'bout to happen

When I up in the Louis truck on 26's people dumb out
If life's a crap game, I'm 7's on the come out
These think I'm ignent, love sayin' my name
'Cause my fish tank an' they house cost the same

Ask me I'll say I made it an' it wasn't luck
'Cause hustler's relate to me and some are than Buck
You see I'm married to my but we got a prenupt
So, if bitch don't act right, I'm still gettin' my cut

My deals never get screwed my contracts practice
I'm masterin' this program these undergraduates
So, be easy, quit catchin' feelings
you worth a couple hundred grand and I'm worth millions
Nobodys thinkin' about you plus your beef ain't
So, please stay off the T I P of my

I hear him talkin' but he to get that ass stomp
Watch how I get the crunk, I'ma make 'em stomp
We ain't wanna front, get that ass stomp
Do it like dirty south boys do and stomp

Now, where you from? Who the boss? break him off
Where you from? Who the Lemme break him off
Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma him off
Where you from? Who the boss? break him off