this bout it, bout it) If you bout it, I mean you bout it, bout it (Get 'em up) (That mean you bout it, bout it) Well, say you bout it, bout it I represent
Fordítás: Master P. Bout It, Bout It 2.
bout it, bout it) if you bout it (get em up), I mean you bout it, bout it (that mean you bout it, bout it) well say you bout it, bout it I represent,
a fuck about you (fuck about you 2x) You livin' bout it bout it (bout it bout it 2x) Just make em read about it (read about it 2x) Fuck what they say
try to shake us 2 P 8 9 ruge, so don't tuck paper You heard what the man said? Bitch now un ask it I got to have it When hitin' licks I'm a savage,
watchin' n****z f*** over They over sea I kept it reala But bein' real ain't really always what n****z make it to be I never thought we'd make it and
-ore Get it in, get it out, turn it up, turn it down Big Snoop dog and soulja boy, told ya boy in your mouth, Make it bang, make it bounce, break it
, pink panther chain screamin out where is nikki, so please grab my cd catch me on tv (course)x2 clap clap clap fa my money clap clap clap it you count
your (All the way live from 2-1-5) It's time to react, to respond, to react, to respond (All the way live from 2-1-5) We setting it from South Side
, you haters can't hold me Call me the champ, the title is mine I'm like a young Ali, back in his prime I'm changing the game, it ain't bout the fame
way yea the bullets them rap titan (oh) I keep my rim low, even it can took it to the right When I turn it to back that means C-Los is bout to fight But
up, inhaling chronic The oddest I'm stayin' honest, I'm 'bout to make it famous So you can take that J O B and you can shove it up your anus I ain't
these niggaz be dropping some mean bass Cause it ain't gone be no more after me It ain't no limit to these young black hustlers ask that nigga Master P It
my money from the ghetto and I did it fast Cause I'm bout it, ya'll know I'm rowdy, Ask Big Mo and John Henry if ya'll doubt it Hooked up with 8-ball
riddin over low term beef Chorus 2X Gang bangin, huh, Cube nigga wassup, W.C., Mack 10, Master P Gang bangin nigga, uhhhh, we rowdy, we Bout It Bout It
P 99 Ways To Die Everybody got it You must have it cause you wouldn't be listenin' to this shit Master P bout it be, audi five thousand 'Bout to
Master P Golds in They Mouth Lyrics [Chorus 2X: Master P] Them boys from the south.. got golds in they mouth..
and talking 'bout a motherfucking change This is for my thug niggaz (chorus x6) This is for my homies and my thug niggaz (uuuuugh) verse 2 (Master P
