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 ain't playin' front, get that ass stomp Do it them dirty south boys do and stomp
Now, where you from? Who the boss? break him off Where you from? Who the boss? break him off Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma him off you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off
I'm Cadillac n through the hood sittin' on T.V's playin' rim's spinnin', plenty 'dro 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 know I got haters, mad I can love that When you got love for the streets, they give ya love Look in my eyes, you can tell I ain't never Poppin' them thangs, I'm my chain anywhere
If you gon' represent your hood, you waitin' on? Security better back up when they play this And we 'bout 50 strong, don't make us do you wrong My click of guerrilla's they got G-Unit's on
All of that mean muggin' really mean nothin' C'mon n' it outside, let me see somethin' now? Don't get B-B-Buck'd 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 from? Who the boss? Lemme him off
I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass Watch how I get the club crunk I'ma 'em stomp We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass Do it like them south boys, do and stomp
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G-G-G-Unit, comin' straight Compton Lace up my and I'm A-Town stompin' Got ten-thousand cash in my pocket, let the in 'Cause Luda and Buck always gettin' me into somethin'
Low rider out front, I'm to get into somethin' on banks, shoot one more time then I'ma start bustin' Rows gold in my grill, I got a dirty And a bitch with a fat ass from the dirty, dirty
I wasn't tryin' to get the of the Double XL Just tryin' to fuck Mya Dre said, "Sex sells" Don't be mad at the rocks in my fuckin' Don't be mad 'cause your bitch chose and Game
You see the logo on my neck The same one I'm autographin' on the Put bottles in the air for Yayo, he on House Arrest And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is G-Unit Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp,
I hear him talkin' but he to get that ass stomp Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma 'em stomp We ain't wanna front, get that ass stomp Do it like them dirty south do and stomp
Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma him off Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme him off Now, where you Who the boss? I'ma break him off Where you from? Who the Lemme break him off
Mothafucka, I'm a monster in this similar to the Lochness My rhymes is rooted, some verses gotta process The truth in booth, ain't no doubt when I'm rappin' If I say it I've either done it or 'bout to happen
When I pull up in the Louis truck on 26's dumb 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 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 deals never get my contracts practice abstinence I'm masterin' this program hazin' undergraduates So, pimpin' be easy, quit catchin' 'Cause you a couple hundred grand and I'm worth millions Nobodys thinkin' about you plus your ain't legit So, please stay off the T I P of my
I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma 'em stomp We ain't wanna front, get that ass stomp Do it like them dirty south do and stomp
Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma him off Where you Who the boss? Lemme break him off Now, where you from? Who the I'ma break him off you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off