I'm Bout It Bout It Lyrics

[Master P]I could never turn my backnigga (never) I could never forget where Icamefrom (this for all my muthafuckin soldiers) Master P (Master P) nativeofNew Orleans (Indiana) all ya'll TRU soldiers (New OrleansLouisiana)getem in the air (get em up RichmondCalifornia) puttin em on the map.Put emuprepresent. Where ya from? (west sidesouth side) check out someofthis Down South shit though, niggaYou bout it?I'm bout it, bout itIf you bout it, bout it, well say you you bout itI represent, where them killas hang3rd Ward Calliope projects we got our own thangIt's a small hood, but it's all goodAnd Mr. Rogers ain't got shit on my neighborhoodI represent nothin but GsFrom Richmond, California all the way back to New OrleansThat murdle capital of the world, so, fool, watch yo backSomebody ??? through here, but some tourists don't make it backAnd niggaz ain't trippin on yo life, GThey ready to take yo ass out before the count of 1-2-3Some gimme yo could chain, what about yo gold ring?Niggaz from Down South quick to put you in that body slangI mean that body cast, what about a body bag?You ain't think quick, that's why you on yo assAnd niggaz stuntin, perpetratin, talk shitYou roll through the projects, you might get yo wig splitMs. Lil Crazy wanna borrow a quarterYou better not fuck with them fools that's gone on that water, waterI mean that clicker juice (damn) fermalghahydeWhatever you wanna call it, they dippin cigarettes to get highLike some alcoholics, niggaz don't even give a fuckThey leave ya stuck in that muthafuckin black truckBreak you off like some muthafuckin JapaneseAin't no love in this hood, ain't no love for G'sAnd these niggaz killin bitches, tooAnd these bitches settin up niggaz cause they don't give a fuck aboutyouYou gotta be bout it, bout it, cause I'm bout it, bout it3rd Ward Calliope projects, you know they bout it, bout itAnd that 4th Ward is bout it, bout it, I mean that 5th WardAnd 10th Ward, you know they bout it, bout it12th Ward, bout it, bout it, and that 13th17th, uptown, downtown cross the streetBout it, bout it, cause we bout it, bout itMy little homie ?Haman Assan? they bout it, bout itBout it, bout it, I mean we bout it, bout itKing George, T-R-U, you know we bout it, bout itSilkk, you know he bout it, bout itMy manager T.C. you know he bout it, bout itBig Ed, bout it, bout itSonya C, you know, she bout it, bout itC-Murder, bout it, bout itMr. Serv-On, is bout it, bout itMo B. Dick, you know he's bout it, bout itCalli G, K-Lou, bout it, bout itGreg, you know he bout it, bout itAnd 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 itComin from the Preston, testin nutsAnd ready to bust on those who doubt itI'm rowdy, and to buck, so you best be backin upFrom this sea low, sea level ho, comin like a tornadoBring drama, either way, I have to do thisSo break yo'self niggaz, here comes a woman to this TRU clickThe bitch you love to hate but yet ain't bold enough to faceCause Mia X will finish first in this grand diva raceI kick yo ??? ho, laced with my pimpstress funkPunks playa hate because they shit be bonkedBut I'll dunk a nigga's head into a toilet full of pissCause in this drama field fool, we ain't takin no shitDowntown, 6th Ward, upbeat, on guard, 7th WardHardhead niggaz out that St. Bernard, 9th WardPressed, tossed, and fire, and Florida, New OrleansSo bout it, everyday we comin hard as fireWater got them niggaz gettin high off my flossDumb boast, we ?grill? em, plus my ?a to fake?Got em payin 20 bonsSo bring it on, cause I got to recognizeNo Limit and Mia X, nigga flex if you bout it, bout itYou bout it, bout it?Yeah, I'm bout it, bout itAnd 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 itThem niggaz from No Limit Records you know we bout it, bout itMaster P, you know I'm bout it, bout itThe whole New Orleans, them muthafuckas are bout it, bout itBaton Rouge, you know they bout it, bout itTexas and Tennessee, you know they bout it, bout itAlabama, even GeorgiaAnd all you other muthafuckas down in southside FloridaYou know they bout it, bout it, cause we bout it, bout itFrom Richmond, California to Oakland they bout it, bout itCross L.A. to San Francisco to the east sideYou know they bout it, bout itDown in Kansas City, you know they bout it, bout itKentucky, Ohio, Washington, cause they bout it, bout itMean Green, you know he's bout it, bout itGreg Street, that nigga bout it, bout itWild Wayne, you know he's bout it, bout itMy nigga Vercy Carter, you know he's bout it, bout itRocksheen in the magnolia bout it, bout itAnd all them niggaz uptown fuckin bout it, bout itAll them niggaz bootin up with them goldBout it, bout it (bout it, bout it) them niggaz bout it, bout itMy little brother Kevin Miller rest in peaceYoung nigga, he was bout it, bout itBounce, bounce, bounce, fool, if you bout it, boutYeah, if you bout it, say you bout itBein I'm bout it that mean you down to do whateverYou bout it?I'm bout it.