C-murder - What You Bout lyrics

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