Uh Ohhhhh, Young Buck,Dirty South, YeahhhI Hear Him Talkin\', But He \'Bout To Get That Ass Stomp\nWatch, I Get The Club Crunk, Im\'a Make \'Em Stomp\nWe Ain\'t Playin\' Wanna Front, You Can Get That Ass Stomp\nDo It Like Them Dirty South Boys, Do, And Stomp\nNow Where You From? Who The Boss? Im\'a Break Him Off\nWhere You From? Who The Boss? LemmeBreak Him Off\nNow Where You From? Who The Boss? Im\'a Break Him Off\nWhere You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off\n\nI\'m Caddillac\'n Through The Hood, Sittin\' On 24\'s\nT.V\'s Playin, Rim\'s Spinin, Blowin\' Plenty Dro\nDon\'t Have To Mention, When You Pimpin, You Get Plenty Hoes\nIt\'s All On You, If You Gon\' Trick, Or You Gon\' Get Yo\' Dough\nI Know I Got These Haters Mad, I Can Love That\nWhen You Got Love For The Streets, They Give Ya\' Love Back\nLook In My Eyes, You Can Tell I Ain\'t Never Scared\nPoppin\' Them Thangs, I\'m Rockin My Chain Anywhere\nIf You Gon\' Represent Your Hood, What You Waitin On?\nSecurity Better Back Up, When They Play This Song\nAnd We \'Bout 50 Strong, Please Don\'t Make Us Do You WrongMy Click Of Gorilla\'s, They Got They G-Unit\'s OnAll Of That Mean Muggin\' Really Don\'t Mean NuthingC\'mon Take It Outside, Lemme See SumthinWha-Wha-Wha-What Now?Don\'t Get Bu-Bu-Bu-Buck\'d DownStop All This Hatin\' Or This Club Gon\' Get Shu-Shut DownNow Where You From? Who The Boss? Im\'a Break Him OffWhere You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him OffG-G-G-unit! Coming Straight Outta Compton,\nLace Up My G-6\'s, And I\'m A-Town Stomping\nGot Ten Thousand Cash In My Pocket, Let The Pump In,\nCuz Luda And Young Buck Always Getting Me Into Somethin\'\nLow Rider Out Front, I\'m Trying To Get Into Somethin\'\nStep On Banks Shoe One More Time And Im\'a Start Busting\nRolls Gold In My Grill, I Gotta Dirty Mouth\nAnd A Bitch With A Fat Ass From The Dirty, Dirty South\nI Wasn\'t Trying To Get The Cover Of The Double XL\nJust Trying To Fuck Mia, Cuz Dre. Said Sex Sells\nDon\'t Be Mad At The Rocks In My Fucking Chain\nDon\'t Be Mad Cuz Your Bitch Chose Buck And Game\nYou See The Logo Tatted On My Necklace\nSame One I\'m Autographing On The Chest\nPut Your Bottles In The Air For Yayo, He On House Arrest\nAnd On Behalf Of 50 Cent This Is G-Unit West.\nNow, Stomp! G-G-G-G-Unit!\nNow, Stomp! G-G-G-G-Unit!\n\nMuthafucka, I\'m A Monster In This Game, Similar To The Lachness\nMyRhymes Is Nappy Rooted, Sum Verces Gotta Process\nThe Truth In This Booth, Ain\'t No Doubt When I\'m Rappin\'\nIf I Say It, I\'ve Either Done It, Or It\'s \'Bout To Happen\nWhen I Pull Up In The Louis Truck On 26\'s, People Dumb Out\nIf Life\'s A Crap Game, I\'m Rollin\' 7\'s On The Come Out\nThese Rapper\'s Think I\'m Ig-nent, Love Sayin\' My Name\nCuz Maintainin My Fish Tank, And They House, Cost The Same\nAsk Me, I\'d Say I Made It, And It Sure Wasn\'t Luck\nCuz Hustler\'s Relate To Me, And Some Are Younger Than Buck\nYou See I\'m Married To My Music, But We Got A Prenupt\nSo If That Bitch Don\'t Act Right, I\'m Still Gettin My Cut\nMy Deals Never Get Screwed, My Contracts Practice Abstinence\nI\'m Masterin This Program, Hazin\' These Undergraduates\nSo, Pimpin\' Be Easy, Quit Catchin\' Feelings\nCuz You Worth A Couple Hundred Grand, And I\'m Worth Millions\nNobodys Thinkin\' About You, Plus Your Beats Ain\'t Legit\nSo PleaseStay Off The T.I.P. Of My Dick\n\nI Hear Him Talkin\', But He \'Bout To Get That Ass Stomp\nWatch, I Get The Club Crunk, Im\'a Make \'Em Stomp\nWe Ain\'t Playin\' Wanna Front, You Can Get That Ass Stomp\nDo It Like Them Dirty South Boys, Do, And Stomp\nNow Where You From? Who The Boss? Im\'a Break Him Off\nWhereYou From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off\nNow Where You From? Who The Boss? Im\'a Break Him Off\nWhere You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off rap