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[Featuring Mia X] Transparente Klebefolien [Master P] I could never turn my back, nigga (never) I could never forget where I came from (this for all my muthafuckin soldiers) Master P (Master P) native of New Orleans (Indiana) all ya'll TRU soldiers (New Orleans, Louisiana) get em in the air (get em up Richmond, California) puttin em on the map. Put em up, represent. Where ya from? (west side, south side) check out some of this Down South shit though, nigga You bout it? I'm bout it, bout it If you bout it, bout it, well say you you bout it I represent, where them killas hang 3rd Ward Calliope projects we got our own thang It's a small hood, but it's all good And Mr. Rogers ain't got shit on my neighborhood I represent nothin but Gs From Richmond, California all the way back to New Orleans That murdle capital of the world, so, fool, watch yo back Somebody ??? through here, but some tourists don't make it back And niggaz ain't trippin on yo life, G They ready to take yo ass out before the count of 1-2-3 Some gimme yo could chain, what about yo gold ring? Niggaz from Down South quick to put you in that body slang I mean that body cast, what about a body bag? You ain't think quick, that's why you on yo ass And niggaz stuntin, perpetratin, talk shit You roll through the projects, you might get yo wig split Ms. Lil Crazy wanna borrow a quarter You better not fuck with them fools that's gone on that water, water I mean that clicker juice (damn) fermalghahyde Whatever you wanna call it, they dippin cigarettes to get high Like some alcoholics, niggaz don't even give a fuck They leave ya stuck in that muthafuckin black truck Break you off like some muthafuckin Japanese Ain't no love in this hood, ain't no love for G's And these niggaz killin bitches, too And these bitches settin up niggaz cause they don't give a fuck about you You gotta be bout it, bout it, cause I'm bout it, bout it 3rd Ward Calliope projects, you know they bout it, bout it And that 4th Ward is bout it, bout it, I mean that 5th Ward And 10th Ward, you know they bout it, bout it 12th Ward, bout it, bout it, and that 13th 17th, uptown, downtown cross the street Bout it, bout it, cause we bout it, bout it My little homie ?Haman Assan? they bout it, bout it Bout it, bout it, I mean we bout it, bout it King George, T-R-U, you know we bout it, bout it Silkk, you know he bout it, bout it My manager T.C. you know he bout it, bout it Big Ed, bout it, bout it Sonya C, you know, she bout it, bout it C-Murder, bout it, bout it Mr. Serv-On, is bout it, bout it Mo B. Dick, you know he's bout it, bout it Calli G, K-Lou, bout it, bout it Greg, you know he bout it, bout it And Mia X gon kick some shit, she bout it, bout it [Mia X] I'm here to show a whole bunch of niggaz that I'm bout it Comin from the Preston, testin nuts And ready to bust on those who doubt it I'm rowdy, and to buck, so you best be backin up From this sea low, sea level ho, comin like a tornado Bring drama, either way, I have to do this So break yo'self niggaz, here comes a woman to this TRU click The bitch you love to hate but yet ain't bold enough to face Cause Mia X will finish first in this grand diva race I kick yo ??? ho, laced with my pimpstress funk Punks playa hate because they shit be bonked But I'll dunk a nigga's head into a toilet full of piss Cause in this drama field fool, we ain't takin no shit Downtown, 6th Ward, upbeat, on guard, 7th Ward Hardhead niggaz out that St. Bernard, 9th Ward Pressed, tossed, and fire, and Florida, New Orleans So bout it, everyday we comin hard as fire Water got them niggaz gettin high off my floss Dumb boast, we ?grill? em, plus my ?a to fake? Got em payin 20 bons So bring it on, cause I got to recognize No Limit and Mia X, nigga flex if you bout it, bout it You bout it, bout it? Yeah, I'm bout it, bout it And rest in peace my girl Jill cause she was bout it, bout it [Master P] I mean she bout it, bout it, she was bout it, bout it Them niggaz from No Limit Records you know we bout it, bout it Master P, you know I'm bout it, bout it The whole New Orleans, them muthafuckas are bout it, bout it Baton Rouge, you know they bout it, bout it Texas and Tennessee, you know they bout it, bout it Alabama, even Georgia And all you other muthafuckas down in southside Florida You know they bout it, bout it, cause we bout it, bout it From Richmond, California to Oakland they bout it, bout it Cross L.A. to San Francisco to the east side You know they bout it, bout it Down in Kansas City, you know they bout it, bout it Kentucky, Ohio, Washington, cause they bout it, bout it Mean Green, you know he's bout it, bout it Greg Street, that nigga bout it, bout it Wild Wayne, you know he's bout it, bout it My nigga Vercy Carter, you know he's bout it, bout it Rocksheen in the magnolia bout it, bout it And all them niggaz uptown fuckin bout it, bout it All them niggaz bootin up with them gold Bout it, bout it (bout it, bout it) them niggaz bout it, bout it My little brother Kevin Miller rest in peace Young nigga, he was bout it, bout it Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, if you bout it, bout Yeah, if you bout it, say you bout it Bein I'm bout it that mean you down to do whatever You bout it? I'm bout it.
