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feat mystikal c murder - what you bout (feat. mystikal) - c-murder lyrics

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song: what you bout

[m] you motherf-cking well right.
[c] what’s happ’. motherf-cking well right
[m] buck! buck! here i go boy. 504 still up in this b-tch!
[c] n-gg-, tru records in this b-tch ya dig
it’s a no limit thang boy.
[m] n-gg-, if you aint bout that motherf-cking drama
and all that other crazy -ss sh-t, get the f-ck out the club n-gg-
[c] ke’noe
[m] ya heard me

chorus 2x: mystikal (c-murder)
what you bout boy (what you bout boy)
thugged out boy (thugged out boy)
from the south boy (from the south boy)
shut ya mouth boy (shut ya mouth boy)

[mystikal]
yeah
kept telling a motherf-cker they aint gon’ feel us, see us, hear us
these n-gg-s from the 504 the realest, tru ghetto godzillas
ya’ll n-gg-s tryna keep up with the man
ya’ll motherf-ckers need to keep up with the time
f-ck all that other sh-t, come up with the beat
i’ma come up with the rhyme
the dome splitter, natural born zone ripper
hold my own n-gg-, big tyme pistol gripper
i told ya -ss, you can’t say my name with a d-ck in yo mouth
it done happened already, you know i’m coming to f-ck up the crowd
any how, got ya hands down might as well have yo pants down
bout this bout it bout it, so n-gg- don’t f-ck around
the man hot, stand out
got the whole clout, represent the whole south

chorus

[c-murder]
what you bout, i’m bout that drama, step to me and let’s handle it
a n-gg- out the south, with golds in his mouth, straight out of louisiana
the boot, we quick to shoot, the 504 i’m representing
tru n-gg-s on the tank, n-l for life, down south, no limit
deadly soundz bring the noise for them boyz who be dumping with them heaters
and i bring them lyrics that’ll have them killers fighting like mosquitos
break bread with killers and hang with thugs,
n-gg- went to jail for slangin drugs
now i’m free, just me and the streets
aint f-cking with a n-gg- if he aint f-cking with me
but if it go down, i’m ready to ride, i aint scared, i’m ready to die
n-gg- 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 south boy
f-cking with no limit will get yo dragged out yo house boy



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