Uh, oh, young south, yo
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 them dirty south do and stomp
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I'm Cadillac n through the hood on 24's T.V's rim's spinnin', blowin' 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 know I got these haters, mad I can that When you got love for the streets, give ya love back Look in my eyes, you can tell I ain't scared them thangs, I'm rockin' my chain anywhere
If you gon' your hood, what you waitin' on? Security better back up when 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 muggin' really don't mean n' take it outside, let me see somethin' W-w-what now? Don't get down Stop all hatin' or this club gon' get s-s-shut down
Now, where you from? Who the boss? break him off Where you Who the boss? Lemme break him off
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 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 outta Lace up my G-6's and I'm stompin' Got cash in my pocket, let the pump in 'Cause Luda and Young always gettin' me into somethin'
Low rider out front, I'm tryin' to get into Step on banks, shoot one more time then I'ma start Rows gold in my grill, I got a mouth And a bitch with a fat ass the dirty, dirty south
I wasn't to get the cover of the Double XL tryin' to fuck Mya 'cause Dre said, "Sex sells" Don't be mad at the rocks in my fuckin' be mad 'cause your bitch chose Buck and Game
You see the logo on my neck The same one I'm autographin' on the Put your bottles in the air for Yayo, he on Arrest And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is West Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp,
I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get ass stomp Watch how I get the crunk, I'ma make 'em stomp We ain't playin' wanna front, get ass stomp Do it like dirty south 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 I'ma break him off Where you from? Who the Lemme break 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, ain't no when I'm rappin' If I say it I've either it or it's 'bout to happen
When I pull up in the Louis on 26's people dumb out If life's a crap game, I'm 7's on the come out These rapper's think I'm ignent, love my name maintainin' my fish tank an' they house cost the same
Ask me I'll say I made it an' it wasn't luck hustler's relate to me and some are younger than Buck You see I'm to my music 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 abstinence I'm masterin' this hazin' these undergraduates So, be easy, quit catchin' feelings 'Cause you worth a couple hundred grand and I'm worth Nobodys thinkin' about you plus beef ain't legit So, please stay off the T I P of my
I him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass stomp Watch how I get the club crunk, make 'em stomp We playin' wanna front, get that ass stomp Do it them dirty south boys do and stomp
Now, you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off Where you from? Who the Lemme break him off Now, you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off Where you Who the boss? Lemme break him off