Uh, oh, buck south, yo
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
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I'm n through the hood sittin' on 24's T.V's playin' rim's spinnin', blowin' plenty Don't have to mention when you you get plenty 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 ain't scared Poppin' them thangs, I'm rockin' my chain
If you gon' represent your hood, you waitin' on? Security better back up when they play song And we 'bout 50 strong, please don't make us do you My click of guerrilla's they got G-Unit's on
All of that mean really don't mean nothin' C'mon n' take it outside, let me see W-w-what now? get B-B-Buck'd down Stop all hatin' or this 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' front, get that ass stomp Do it like dirty south boys, do and stomp
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G-G-G-Unit, straight outta Compton Lace up my and I'm A-Town stompin' Got ten-thousand 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 I'ma start bustin' Rows gold in my grill, I got a dirty 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" Don't be mad at the rocks in my chain Don't be mad your 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 Arrest And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is West Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp,
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Mothafucka, I'm a monster in this similar to the Lochness My rhymes is 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 Louis truck on people dumb out If life's a crap game, I'm rollin' 7's on the out These think I'm ignent, love sayin' my name 'Cause maintainin' my fish tank an' they cost the same
Ask me say I made it an' it sure wasn't luck hustler's relate to me and some are younger than Buck You see I'm married to my music but we got a So, if bitch don't act right, I'm still gettin' my cut
My never get screwed my contracts practice abstinence I'm masterin' this program hazin' these So, be easy, quit catchin' feelings 'Cause you a couple hundred grand and I'm worth millions Nobodys thinkin' about you plus beef ain't legit So, stay off the T I P of my dick
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