Uh, oh, young south, yo
I hear him talkin' but he to get that ass stomp Watch how I get the crunk, I'ma make 'em stomp We playin' wanna front, get that ass stomp Do it like them dirty boys do and stomp
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I'm Cadillac n the hood sittin' on 24's T.V's playin' rim's spinnin', blowin' plenty Don't have to mention when you pimpin' you get plenty all on you if you gon' trick 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' them thangs, I'm rockin' my chain
If you represent your hood, what you waitin' on? Security better back up they play this song And we 'bout 50 strong, please don't us do you wrong My click of guerrilla's got they G-Unit's on
All of that mean really don't mean nothin' n' take it outside, let me see somethin' W-w-what now? Don't get B-B-Buck'd Stop all this hatin' or club gon' get s-s-shut down
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I hear him talkin' but he to get that ass stomp Watch how I get the club crunk make 'em stomp We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass Do it like dirty south boys, do and stomp
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G-G-G-Unit, comin' straight Compton Lace up my G-6's and I'm stompin' Got cash in my pocket, let the pump in 'Cause Luda and Buck always gettin' me into somethin'
Low rider out front, I'm to get into somethin' Step on banks, shoot one more time I'ma start bustin' Rows in my grill, I got a dirty mouth And a bitch a fat ass from the dirty, dirty south
I tryin' to get the cover of the Double XL Just tryin' to Mya 'cause Dre said, "Sex sells" be mad at the rocks in my fuckin' chain Don't be mad 'cause bitch chose Buck and Game
You see the tatted on my neck The same one I'm autographin' on the 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,
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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 doubt I'm rappin' If I say it I've either it or it's 'bout to happen
When I pull up in the truck on 26's people dumb out If life's a game, I'm rollin' 7's on the come out These rapper's 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 younger Buck You see I'm married to my music but we got a So, if that bitch don't act right, I'm gettin' my cut
My deals never get screwed my practice abstinence I'm masterin' this hazin' these undergraduates So, pimpin' be easy, catchin' feelings 'Cause you a couple hundred grand and I'm worth millions Nobodys thinkin' about you plus your beef legit So, please off the T I P of my dick
I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass 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 do and stomp
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