Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp

Uh, oh, young
south, yo

I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get ass stomp
Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma 'em stomp
We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass
Do it like them dirty boys do and stomp

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

I'm Cadillac n through the hood on 24's
T.V's playin' rim's spinnin', blowin' plenty
Don't have to mention when you pimpin' you get hoes
It's all on you if you gon' trick or you gon' get yo'

I know I got haters, mad I can love that
When you got love for the streets, they ya love back
Look in my eyes, you can tell I ain't never
Poppin' them thangs, I'm my chain anywhere

If you gon' represent your hood, you waitin' on?
Security better up when they play this song
And we 'bout 50 strong, don't make us do you wrong
My of guerrilla's they got they G-Unit's on

All of mean muggin' really don't mean nothin'
C'mon n' it outside, let me see somethin'
W-w-what now? Don't get down
Stop all hatin' or this club gon' get s-s-shut down

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

I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass
Watch how I get the club I'ma make 'em stomp
We playin' wanna front, get that ass stomp
Do it like them south boys, do and stomp

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

G-G-G-Unit, comin' outta Compton
Lace up my G-6's and I'm stompin'
Got ten-thousand cash in my pocket, let the in
'Cause Luda and Young always gettin' me into somethin'

Low rider out front, I'm tryin' to get into
on banks, shoot one more time then I'ma start bustin'
Rows gold in my grill, I got a mouth
And a with a fat ass from the dirty, dirty south

I wasn't tryin' to get the of the Double XL
Just to fuck Mya 'cause Dre said, "Sex sells"
Don't be mad at the rocks in my fuckin'
Don't be mad 'cause your chose Buck and Game

You see the logo on my neck
The same one I'm autographin' on the
Put your bottles in the air for Yayo, he on Arrest
And on behalf of 50 Cent, is G-Unit West
Now stomp, G-G-G-Unit, now stomp,

I hear him talkin' but he to get that ass stomp
Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma 'em stomp
We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass
Do it like them south boys do and stomp

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

Mothafucka, I'm a monster in this game similar to the
My rhymes is nappy rooted, some gotta process
The truth in this booth, ain't no doubt I'm rappin'
If I say it I've done it or it's 'bout to happen

When I pull up in the Louis truck on people dumb out
If life's a crap game, I'm 7's on the come out
These rapper's think I'm ignent, sayin' my name
'Cause maintainin' my fish tank an' they house cost the

Ask me I'll say I made it an' it sure wasn't
'Cause hustler's relate to me and some are younger than
You see I'm to my music but we got a prenupt
So, if that bitch don't act right, I'm still my cut

My deals never get screwed my contracts abstinence
I'm masterin' program hazin' these undergraduates
So, pimpin' be easy, catchin' feelings
'Cause you worth a couple hundred grand and I'm worth
Nobodys thinkin' about you your beef ain't legit
So, please off the T I P of my dick

I hear him talkin' but he 'bout to get that ass
Watch how I get the club crunk, I'ma make 'em
We ain't playin' wanna front, get that ass
Do it like dirty south boys do and stomp

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