Master P, Silkk the Shocker - Bout Dat lyrics

Niggas hear this i want niggas to mug niggas
Like, what you lookin at?

Bounce wit me, bounce wit me, bounce
When my real niggas come flip a ounce wit me
Ounce wit me
Bounce wit me, bounce wit me c'mon bounce
When my real niggas come flip a ounce wit me
Ounce wit me

Bentleys and Hummers lil daddy, we bout dat
(vroom, vroom)
Whodi, ice on our mouth and wrist
We bout dat (Bling! Bling)
Block parties in the projects souljas
We bout dat only guns and pretty bitches my
Niggas we bout dat

Drop platinum on the street
Ghetto D and Ghetto Postage
Homey don't touch the weed, lil whodi
And don't smoke it
Jack one of my souljas lil daddy I doubt dat!
Get paid on the 1st & 15th, we bout dat!
A thousand fuckin grams, lil whodi, I got dat
Goin for sixteen five
You want it then holla back!
We in the project livin nigga
Rollin with my boyz hustlin on them rocks
But we strapped wit dem toyz
You come up fakin and frontin
You get your wig split nigga
Live by the knife whodi die by the trigga
We be runnin dem blocks
Duckin Dodgin dem cops
Slangin tape till they pop
And we gon' ball till we drop (Ya Heard)

Bentleys and Hummers lil daddy, we bout dat
(vroom, vroom)
Whodi, ice on our mouth and wrist
We bout dat (Bling! Bling)
Block parties in the projects souljas
We bout dat only guns and pretty bitches my
Niggas we bout dat

All they can say is, when
They see us be like, that's them bastards!
Silkk and P equals dope
Come on that's simple mathematics
Niggas wanna be more, famous then rich
Now I might hang wit a chick or just
Hang in the bricks
Nuttin polite, opposite of nice, gangsta shit
You ain't never seen 2 or more niggas
Gangsta then dis
See we right where da block at
Right where da spot at
Right where it's hot I mean
Right where the cops at
Ball 'till we fall, never gon' stop dat
Do what we done, come on, never gon' top dat
(Ha)

Bentleys and Hummers lil daddy, we bout dat
(vroom, vroom)
Whodi, ice on our mouth and wrist
We bout dat (Bling! Bling)
Block parties in the projects souljas
We bout dat only guns and pretty bitches my
Niggas we bout dat

Fool kid nappin papers nigga, we bout dat
No Limit stuntin 'n frontin lil daddy
I doubt dat

Ride me out Silkk

Vvvrummm! Vvvrummm!
Vvvrummm! Vvvrummm! Eeeerrrr!