Master P - Bout It Bout It (feat. Cam'ron) Lyrics
[Master P]uggggghhhhhh, its time for the national anthemy'all niggas bout it (I started this 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 itI represent, this 1990-skrillaIt's Master P and they labeled me a drug dealerCause I'm bout it, I mean I'm rowdyI hang with these killas that everyone talk aboutwe doin' this, we doin' that (we doin' what)we in the studio rippin' up dope tracksCause we real, you betta guard your grillCause if we bout it, bout itif you ain't bout it, bout it you might get killedI represent (T-R-U) where them killas at3rd Ward, uptown, Calliope on the mapBack up off me, ain't no softybetta guard your grill motha*****as, we comin' hard GI got killas in the projects sellin' waterI got niggas from New Orleans to Floridabout it bout it (bout it, bout it)I mean they rowdy, rowdy (mean they rowdy, rowdy)you betta watch your shit cause niggas is bout it bout itI mean they snatch you out your car on a kidnaplay you on the floor and tell you***** you betta break off some snaps or you deadput the pistol to your headain't no love where I'm from, but you niggas in the graveI mean they dyin', niggas fryin'gone off that juice (fermalgahide) and leave their mothers cryin'cause their little boy is deadcause that color blue or redand wanta do whatt them other ballas saidto make some snaps, I mean to make some moneyto break it up on the street, but this game ain't funnyyou want that beat in, ain't no way outbut death or that motha*****in' jailhouseif you bout it, say you bout itI roll with some niggas that are bout it bout itI mean we rowdy, rowdy, them niggas bout it, bout itbounce, bounce, bounce fool, if you bout it, bout itC-Murder is bout it, bout it (show them gold ones, show them gold ones)Big Ed you know he's bout it, bout it (bhuddanigga ????, that nigga bout it, bout it (get up off hin)Big Man and the Caleo is bout it, bout it (bounce, bounce, bounce)Mercy Caller you know he's bout it bout itand Cali-G in California is bout it, bout itMo B. Dick (if you bout it) you know he's bout it bout itNick Pokey you know he's bout it bout itKLC of the Parkway is bout it, bout itand Mr. Serv-On is bout it bout itand Rasheen and the Mack know yas bout it bout itSonya-C you know she bout it bout itSilkk the Shocker you know he's bout it bout itand Mia X is bout to kick some flava (she's rowdy, rowdy)[Mia X]Niggas know that I'm bout it already, I can prove itso when they hear my voice, they all know I come to do shitMia X representin', puttin' it down for the southKeep a shank in my sock and bullet in my mouthso don't doubt the angel like voice, come acrossget your cucumber sliced and you messy hoe tossed, boss *****I keep em sick from the way I kick my shitand KLC got em scared cause he's back whisperin' it, anotha hitNo Limit niggas in the house, plus on niggettewith that pimpstress clout, now what they talkin' boutBeaucoup hustlas, and thugstas, murderers, and dope fiendsfel a taste from drame scenesinfared beams aimin' at your foreheadain't no *****in' country boyssoldiers bringin' noise, leave you lyin' in redpuddles froma *****in' ????now who will be the next to get they *****in' shoes took offI really can't call it, cause once the gumbo be grievena nigga start ballin'strike up the second line bandand put your black gear on cause we gonna stay bout it, understand[Master P]***** I been bout it, I mean we bout it, bout itfrom Kansas City to St. Louis they bout it, bout it (they rowdy)down in Memphis you know they bout it bout itfrom L.A. to Alabama they bout it bout itWashington to Carolina to Georgia (they bout it)Cincinnati, Port Arthur, to FloridaChattanooga, Ohio, Detroit (do that gangsta walk)Lexington Kentucky to Louisville (you bout it) you know they bout it bout itI mean they rowdy (break it up)from Richmond California to San Francisco, to Oakland they bout it bout itdown in Houston they bout it bout itthe Northside, the Southside, you know they bout it bout itfrom Dallas to Waco to Austin (they been bout it)to Jackson to Mississippi them niggas flossin' (means they bout it)B and M's on triple-gold and they bout itthat's how these gangstas rollfrom Lafayette to Lake Charles to Chicago to Floridato Batton Rouge to Shreveport to New Orleans (they bout it)they bout it, (they rowdy) I mean they rowdyin Little Rock, Arkansas they bangin' I mean they bout itmy homie Tre-8, they bout itloony Skull Dugrey you know that fool is bout itKen Frank, Raw Wayne, Jeff B, Mean Green, DJ Roe, Greg StreepLevi, may he rest in peaceand all the other motha-niggas that are deadlike my little brother Kevin Miller that was bout it bout itBOUT IT (bout it bout it)
