Young Buck, The Game, Ludacris - Stomp lyrics

Uh oh young Buck
Dirty South, yeah

I hear him talking
But he 'bout to get that ass stomped
Watch, I get the club crunk
I'ma make 'em stomp
We ain't playin' wanna front?
Get that ass stomped
Do it like them Dirty South boys do and stomp
Now where you from? Who the
Boss? I'ma break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
I'ma break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break 'em off

I'm Cadillac'n through the hood
Sitting on 24s
TVs playin, rims spinnin, blowin plenty dro
Don't have to mention when you pimpin'
You get plenty hoes
It's all on you if you go'n' trick
Or you go'n' get ya dough
I know I got these haters mad
I can love that
When you got love for the streets
They give you love back
Look in my eyes you can
Tell I ain't never scared
Poppin' them thangs I'm rocking
My chain anywhere
If you gon' represent your hood
What you waiting on?
Security better back up when
They play this song
And we 'bout 50 strong please
Don't make us do you wrong
My clique is gorillas they
Got they G-Unit's on
All of that mean muggin'
Really don't mean nothing
Come on and take it outside
Let me see something
Wh Wh What now? Don't get b-b-bucked down
Stop all that hating
Or this club gon' get sh-sh-shut down
Now, where you from? Who the
Boss? I'ma break em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break em off

I hear him talking
But he 'bout to get that ass stomped
Watch, I get the club crunk
I'ma make 'em stomp
We ain't playin' wanna front?
Get that ass stomped
Do it like them Dirty South boys do and stomp
Now where you from? Who the
Boss? I'ma break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
I'ma break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break 'em off

G-G-G-Unit! Coming straight outta Compton
Lace up my G-6s, and I'm A Town-stomping
Got ten thousand cash in my pocket
Let the pump in
'Cause Luda and Young Buck always
Getting me into something
Low-rider out front I'm tryna
Get into something
Step on Banks' shoe one more time
And I'ma start bustin'
Rosegold in my grill I got a dirty mouth
And a bitch with a fat
Ass from the Dirty-Dirty South
I wasn't trying to get the
Cover of the Double XL
Just trying to fuck Mÿa
'cause Dre said sex sells
Don't be mad at the rocks in my fucking chain
Don't be mad 'cause your bitch
Chose Buck and Game
You see the logo tatted on my neck?
Same one I'm autographing on the chest
Put your bottles in the air for
Yayo he on house arrest
And on behalf of 50 Cent, this is G-Unit West
Now, stomp! G-G-G-G-Unit!
Now, stomp! G-G-G-G-Unit!

I hear him talking
But he 'bout to get that ass stomped
Watch, I get the club crunk
I'ma make 'em stomp
We ain't playin' wanna front?
Get that ass stomped
Do it like them Dirty South boys do and stomp
Now where you from? Who the
Boss? I'ma break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
I'ma break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break 'em off

Yeah! Motherfucker, I'm a monster
In this game, similar to the Loch Ness
My rhymes are nappy rooted
Some verses gotta process
The truth in this booth ain't
No doubts when I'm rapping
If I say it, I've either done it
Or it's 'bout to happen
When I pull up in the Louis truck on 26s
People dumb out if life's a crap game
I'm rolling 7s on the come-out
These rappers think I'm ign'ant
Love saying my name
'Cause maintaining my fish tank and
They house cost the same
Ask me, I say I made it
And it sure wasn't luck
But 'cause hustlers relate to me and
Some are younger than Buck you see
I'm married to my music but we got a prenup
So if that bitch don't act right
I'm still getting my cut
My deals never get screwed
My contracts practice abstinence
A master in this program
Hazing these undergraduates
So pimpin', be easy quit catching feelings
'Cause you worth a couple hundred grand
And I'm worth millions
Nobody thinking bout you plus
Your beef ain't legit so please
Stay off the T-IP of my di ahhhhhh!

I hear him talking
But he 'bout to get that ass stomped
Watch, I get the club crunk
I'ma make 'em stomp
We ain't playin' wanna front?
Get that ass stomped
Do it like them Dirty South boys do and stomp
Now where you from? Who the
Boss? I'ma break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
I'ma break 'em off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break 'em off