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Artist: C-Murder f/
Album: in Crime
What You Bout

[M] You well right.
[C] What's happ'. Motherfucking right
[M] BUCK! BUCK! Here I go boy. 504 still up in BITCH!
[C] Nigga, TRU Records in this ya dig
It's a No Limit boy.
[M] Nigga, if you aint bout motherfucking drama
and all other crazy ass shit, get the fuck out the club nigga
[C]
[M] Ya me

2x: Mystikal (C-Murder)
What you bout boy (What you boy)
out boy (Thugged out boy)
From the South boy (From the boy)
ya mouth boy (Shut ya mouth boy)

Kept telling a motherfucker aint gon' feel us, see us, hear us
These niggas from the 504 the realest, TRU ghetto
Ya'll niggas tryna up with the man
ya'll motherfuckers to keep up with the time
Fuck all other shit, come up with the beat
come up with the rhyme
The dome splitter, born zone ripper
Hold my own nigga, big tyme gripper
I told ya ass, you say my name with a dick in yo mouth
It done happened already, you I'm coming to fuck up the crowd
Any how, got ya hands down might as well have yo pants
Bout this Bout it it, so nigga don't FUCK AROUND
The man hot, out
Got the whole clout, represent the South

What you bout, I'm that drama, step to me and let's handle it
A out the South, with golds in his mouth, straight out of Louisiana
The boot, we to shoot, the 504 I'm representing
TRU niggas on the tank, N-L for life, down south, No
Soundz bring the noise for them boyz who be dumping with them heaters
And I bring them lyrics that'll them killers fighting like mosquitos
bread with killers and hang with thugs,
nigga went to jail for slangin
Now I'm free, just me and the
aint fucking with a nigga if he fucking with me
But if it go down, I'm to ride, I aint scared, I'm ready to die
be glad I punched you in yo eye, coulda made yo mama cry
Don't play me boy, I aint no toy, thugged out from the boy
Fucking with No Limit get yo dragged out yo house boy