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tru – bounce to this lyrics

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see i told y’all, ima get me somebody dog
you know how we do it tru it’s for ever

yeah yeah
all my ladies yo,
all my n-gg-s yo,
where da n-gg-z at? (where?)
where da b-tchez at? (where?)

n-gg-
we wont all y’all n-gg-s to

[chorus x1]
bounce with this bounce with this (southside)
bounce with that bounce with that (northside)
bounce with this bounce with this (eastside)
bounce with that bounce with that (westside)
slide with this slide with this (my real n-gg-s)
ride with this ride with this (my real b-tchez)
pump ya fists pump ya fists (all my n-gg-s)
jump with this jump with this (all my b-tchez)

[silkk the shocker]
yall wanna get bout it bout it then bounce to the track
im from the south, so no doubt i gotta bounce with that
i get paid off the way i, pr-nounce my rap
used to keep my money in brown bags
now i got accounts for that
yo, i bounce like a 6-4
im out to get dough
i spend some, i lend some, but im out to get mo’
now hit the club cuz im in some club sh-t
ima thug on some thug sh-t
n-gg- wanna fight cuz they dont like im the one they baby made love wit
im the type to get in the club wit
n-gg-s trippin on that, we bout that money and power
no limit ridas, and we dont be f-ckin wit cowards
thats why we spend so much money on jewls
thats why we spend so much money on shoes
man im like “f-ck, i got so much i could spend it on food”
now when i step in this b-tch from the front to the rear my n-gg-s
where my tru n-gg-s at?? (right here my n-gg-!!)

[chorus x1]

[big ed]
where all my thugs n-gg-s?
38 snub nose it’s the slugs n-gg-
n-gg-s peepin, i aint trippin, im lookin like what?! n-gg-
i got my vest on
big ed the -ss-ss-on
quick to get my blast on
so f-ck it, im switchen from cop-knuckers to suckers that swallow nuts d-mn
n-gg-s better not make act a fool and lay this whole club down
theres always one n-gg-, but ima ballroom balla
[???]
what the f-ck
n-gg-s lookin all struck
i paste hatas like glock papas and leave em all stuck
leave the woman all f-cked
sick real drama
im in the bucked worry
ya momma – i f-cked over

[chorus: till end]



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