Luyện nghe bài hát Stomp (Remix)

Uh, oh, young
south, yo

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

Now, where you from? Who the 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
you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off

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

I know I got these haters, mad I can love
When you got love for the streets, they give ya love
Look in my eyes, you can tell I never scared
them thangs, I'm rockin' my chain anywhere

If you gon' represent your hood, you waitin' on?
Security better back up when they this song
And we 'bout 50 strong, please make us do you wrong
My click of guerrilla's they got G-Unit's on

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

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

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

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

G-G-G-Unit, comin' straight Compton
Lace up my and I'm A-Town stompin'
Got cash in my pocket, let the pump in
'Cause Luda and Young Buck always gettin' me somethin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ask me I'll say I made it an' it wasn't luck
'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 bitch don't act right, I'm still gettin' my cut

My deals never get screwed my contracts practice
I'm masterin' program hazin' these undergraduates
So, pimpin' be easy, catchin' feelings
'Cause you worth a hundred grand and I'm worth millions
Nobodys thinkin' about you your beef ain't legit
So, stay 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 'em stomp
We ain't playin' front, get that ass stomp
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? break him off
Now, where you from? Who the I'ma break him off
Where you from? Who the boss? break him off