Uh, oh, buck south, yo
I him talkin' but he 'bout 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 them dirty boys do and stomp
Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma him off Where you from? Who the boss? break him off Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma him off Where you from? Who the boss? break 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 when you pimpin' you get hoes It's all on you if you gon' trick or you gon' get yo'
I know I got haters, mad I can love that When you got love for the streets, they give ya back Look in my eyes, you can tell I never scared Poppin' them thangs, I'm rockin' my chain
If you gon' your hood, what you waitin' on? better back up when they play this song And we 50 strong, please don't make us do you wrong My click of guerrilla's got they G-Unit's on
All of that mean muggin' really mean nothin' C'mon n' take it outside, let me see W-w-what now? get B-B-Buck'd down Stop all this hatin' or this club gon' get s-s-shut
Now, where you Who the boss? I'ma break him off Where you Who the boss? Lemme break him off
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 them dirty south boys, do and
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G-G-G-Unit, straight outta Compton up my G-6's and I'm A-Town stompin' Got cash in my pocket, let the pump in 'Cause Luda and Young Buck always me into somethin'
Low out front, I'm tryin' to get into somethin' Step on banks, shoot one more time I'ma start bustin' Rows gold in my grill, I got a mouth And a bitch with a fat ass from the dirty, south
I wasn't tryin' to get the cover of the XL Just tryin' to Mya 'cause Dre said, "Sex sells" Don't be mad at the rocks in my chain Don't be mad 'cause your bitch Buck and Game
You see the logo on my neck The same one I'm on the chest Put your bottles in the air for Yayo, he on House And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is G-Unit Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp,
I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get ass stomp Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma make 'em We ain't playin' wanna front, get ass stomp Do it like them dirty south do and stomp
Now, where you from? Who the I'ma break him off Where you Who the boss? Lemme break him off Now, where you from? Who the I'ma break him off Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme him off
Mothafucka, I'm a in this game similar to the Lochness My rhymes is nappy rooted, some verses gotta The truth in this booth, no doubt when I'm rappin' If I say it I've either done it or it's to happen
When I pull up in the Louis truck on 26's people out If life's a crap game, I'm rollin' 7's on the out rapper's 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 sure wasn't 'Cause hustler's relate to me and some are younger than You see I'm married to my music but we got a So, if that bitch don't act right, I'm still my cut
My deals never get screwed my contracts practice I'm masterin' this program hazin' these So, pimpin' be easy, quit feelings 'Cause you worth a couple hundred and I'm worth millions Nobodys about you plus your beef ain't legit 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 club crunk, I'ma 'em stomp We playin' wanna front, get that ass stomp Do it them dirty south boys do and stomp
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