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Stomp

Uh, oh, young buck

Dirty south, yo

I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass stomp

Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma make 'em stomp

We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass stomp

Do it like them dirty south boys do and stomp

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

I'm Cadillac n through the hood sittin' on 24's

T.V's playin' rim's spinnin', blowin' plenty 'dro

Don't have to mention when you pimpin' you get plenty hoes

It's all on you if you gon' trick or you gon' get yo' dough

I know I got these haters, mad I can love that

When you got love for the streets, they give ya love back

Look in my eyes, you can tell I ain't never scared

Poppin' them thangs, I'm rockin' my chain anywhere

If you gon' represent your hood, what you waitin' on?

Security better back up when they play this song

And we 'bout 50 strong, please don't make us do you wrong

My click of guerrilla's they got they G-Unit's on

All of that mean muggin' really don't mean nothin'

C'mon n' take it outside, let me see somethin'

W-w-what now? Don't get B-B-Buck'd down

Stop all this hatin' or this club gon' get s-s-shut down

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass stomp

Watch how I get the club crunk I'ma make 'em stomp

We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass stomp

Do it like them dirty south boys, do and stomp

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

G-G-G-Unit, comin' straight outta Compton

Lace up my G-6's and I'm A-Town stompin'

Got ten-thousand cash in my pocket, let the pump in

'Cause Luda and Young Buck always gettin' me into somethin'

Low rider out front, I'm tryin' to get into somethin'

Step on banks, shoot one more time then I'ma start bustin'

Rows gold in my grill, I got a dirty mouth

And a bitch with a fat ass from the dirty, dirty south

I wasn't tryin' to get the cover of the Double XL

Just tryin' to fuck Mya 'cause Dre said, "Sex sells"

Don't be mad at the rocks in my fuckin' chain

Don't be mad 'cause your bitch chose Buck and Game

You see the logo tatted on my neck

The same one I'm autographin' on the chest

Put your bottles in the air for Yayo, he on House Arrest

And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is G-Unit West

Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp, G-G-G-Unit

I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass stomp

Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma make 'em stomp

We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass stomp

Do it like them dirty south boys do and stomp

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

Mothafucka, I'm a monster in this game similar to the Lochness

My rhymes is nappy rooted, some verses gotta process

The truth in this booth, ain't no doubt when I'm rappin'

If I say it I've either done it or it's 'bout to happen

When I pull up in the Louis truck on 26's people dumb out

If life's a crap game, I'm rollin' 7's on the come out

These rapper's think I'm ignent, love sayin' my name

'Cause maintainin' my fish tank an' they house cost the same

Ask me I'll say I made it an' it sure wasn't luck

'Cause hustler's relate to me and some are younger than Buck

You see I'm married to my music but we got a prenupt

So, if that bitch don't act right, I'm still gettin' my cut

My deals never get screwed my contracts practice abstinence

I'm masterin' this program hazin' these undergraduates

So, pimpin' be easy, quit catchin' feelings

'Cause you worth a couple hundred grand and I'm worth millions

Nobodys thinkin' about you plus your beef ain't legit

So, please stay off the T I P of my dick

I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass stomp

Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma make 'em stomp

We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass stomp

Do it like them dirty south boys do and stomp

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off

Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

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