ugh, its time for the national anthem
y'all niggas 'bout it (I started this 'bout it,
if you 'bout it (get 'em up), I mean you 'bout it,
(that mean you 'bout it, 'bout
it) well say you 'bout it, 'bout it
I represent, its 1990- skrilla
It's Master P and they labeled
Cause I'm 'bout it, I mean I'm rowdy
killas that everyone talk about
we doin' that (we doin' what)
you betta guard your grill
Cause if we 'bout it, 'bout it
if you ain't 'bout it, 'bout
I represent (T- R- U) where
3rd Ward, uptown, Calliope on the map
Back up off me, ain't no softy
mothafuckas, we comin' hard G
I got killas in the projects sellin' water
bout it 'bout it (bout it, 'bout it)
rowdy (mean they rowdy, rowdy)
you betta watch your shit cause
niggas is 'bout it 'bout it
I mean they snatch you out
lay you on the floor and tell you
bitch you betta break off
put the pistol to your head
ain't no love where I'm from,
but you niggas in the grave
gone off that juice (fermalgahide) and leave
cause their little boy is dead
cause that color blue or red
I mean to make some money
to break it up on the street,
but this game ain't funny
but death or that mothafuckin' jailhouse
if you 'bout it, say you 'bout it
I roll with some niggas that
them niggas 'bout it, 'bout it
bounce, bounce, bounce fool,
if you 'bout it, 'bout it
is 'bout it, 'bout it (show them gold ones,
Big Ed you know he's 'bout it,
nigga ??, that nigga 'bout it,
'bout it (get up off hin)
Big Man and the Caleo is 'bout it,
'bout it (bounce, bounce, bounce)
and Cali- G in California is 'bout it,
Mo B. Dick (if you 'bout it) you know
KLC of the Parkway is 'bout it, 'bout it
and Mr. Serv- On is 'bout it 'bout it
and Rasheen and the Mack know
Silkk the Shocker you know
and Mia X is 'bout to kick some
flava (she's rowdy, rowdy)
Niggas know that I'm 'bout it already,
so when they hear my voice,
they all know I come to do shit
puttin' it down for the south
so don't doubt the angel like voice,
get your cucumber sliced and you
messy hoe tossed, boss bitch
and KLC got 'em scared cause he's
back whisperin' it, anotha hit
No Limit niggas in the house,
with that pimpstress clout,
now what they talkin' 'bout
Beaucoup hustlas, and thugstas, murderers,
fel a taste from drame scenes
ain't no fuckin' country boys
puddles froma fuckin' (?)
now who will be the next to get
they fuckin' shoes took off
cause once the gumbo be grieven
strike up the second line band
and put your black gear on cause we gonna stay 'bout it,
I mean we 'bout it, 'bout it
from Kansas City to St. Louis they 'bout it,
know they 'bout it 'bout it
from L.A. to Alabama they
Washington to Carolina to Georgia
Detroit (do that gangsta walk)
Lexington Kentucky to Louisville (you 'bout
it) you know they 'bout it 'bout it
from Richmond California to San Francisco,
to Oakland they 'bout it 'bout it
down in Houston they 'bout it 'bout it
the Northside, the Southside,
you know they 'bout it 'bout it
from Dallas to Waco to Austin
to Jackson to Mississippi them niggas
flossin' (means they 'bout it)
B and M's on triple- gold
that's how these gangstas roll
Charles to Chicago to Florida
to Batton Rouge to Shreveport to
New Orleans (they 'bout it)
(they rowdy) I mean they rowdy
in Little Rock, Arkansas they
bangin' I mean they 'bout it
my homie Tre- 8, they 'bout it
know that fool is 'bout it
Ken Frank, Raw Wayne, Jeff B,
Mean Green, DJ Roe, Greg Streep
Levi, may he rest in peace
like my little brother Kevin Miller that
BOUT IT (bout it 'bout it)
