Artist: C-Murder f/ Mystikal
Album: Trapped in Crime
Song: What You Bout
[M] You motherf**ing well right.
[C] What's happ'. Motherf**ing well right
[M] BUCK! BUCK! Here I go boy. 504 still up in this b*tch!
[C] n***a, TRU Records in this b**h ya dig
It's a No Limit thang boy.
[M] n***a, if you aint bout that motherf**ing drama
and all that other crazy a** sh**, get the f** out the club n***a
[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**er they aint gon' feel us, see us, hear us
These n***as from the 504 the realest, TRU ghetto godzillas
Ya'll n***as tryna keep up with the man
ya'll motherf**ers need to keep up with the time
f** all that other sh**, come up with the beat
I'ma come up with the rhyme
The dome splitter, natural born zone ripper
Hold my own n***a, big tyme pistol gripper
I told ya a**, you can't say my name with a dick in yo mouth
It done happened already, you know I'm coming to f** up the crowd
Any how, got ya hands down might as well have yo pants down
Bout this Bout it Bout it, so n***a don't fu*k 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***a 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***as 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 k**ers fighting like mosquitos
Break bread with k**ers and hang with thugs,
n***a went to jail for slangin d**
Now I'm free, just me and the streets
aint f**ing with a n***a if he aint f**ing with me
But if it go down, I'm ready to ride, I aint scared, I'm ready to die
n***a 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**ing with No Limit will get yo dragged out yo house boy