Bout It, Bout It Ii (Feat. Mia X)

Uh, it's time for the national anthem
Y'all niggas 'bout it
I started this 'bout it, 'bout it (the ghetto national anthem)
If you 'bout it (get 'em up)
I mean you 'bout it, 'bout it
I been 'bout it (that mean you down to do whatever)
Well, say you 'bout it, 'bout it (uh)

I represent (represent)
It's 1990-skrilla (1990-skrilla)
And Master P, yeah, they labeled me a drug dealer (a drug dealer)
'Cause I'm 'bout it (I'm 'bout it)
I mean, I'm rowdy (I been 'bout it)
I hang with killas and everybody talk about ('bout it)
We doin' this (uh), we doin' that (we doin' what?)
We in the studio whippin' up dope tracks
'Cause we real (we real), you better guard your grill (rowdy)
'Cause if we 'bout it, 'bout it
If you ain't 'bout it, you might get killed (boom)
I represent (T-R-U) where them killas at (uh)
3rd Ward, Uptown, Calliope on the map (on the map)
Back up off me, ain't no softy (get up off me)
Betta guard your grill, mothafuckers, we comin' hard, G (uh)
I got killers in the projects sellin' water (water)
I got niggas from New Orleans to Florida
'Bout it, 'bout it ('bout it, 'bout it)
I mean they rowdy, rowdy (mean they rowdy, rowdy)
You better watch your shit
'Cause these niggas is 'bout it, 'bout it ('bout it)
I mean they snatch you out your car on a kidnap (uh, break me off)
Lay you on the floor and tell you
"Bitch, you better break off some snaps or you dead" (uh)
Put the pistol to your head (to your head)
Ain't no love where I'm from, but young niggas in the grave
I mean they dyin' (they dyin'), niggas fryin'
Gone off that juice (formaldehyde) and leave their mothers cryin'
'Cause their little boy is dead (uh)
'Cause that color blue or red
And wanna do like what them other ballas said
To make some snaps (snaps), I mean to make some money (money)
To break it up on the street, but this game ain't funny (it ain't funny)
You want to be in, ain't no way out (bad)
But death or the motherfuckin' jailhouse (uh)
If you 'bout it, say you 'bout it
I roll with some niggas that are 'bout it, 'bout it
I mean we rowdy, rowdy (rowdy, rowdy), them niggas 'bout it, 'bout it
Bounce, bounce, bounce fool, if you 'bout it, 'bout it

C-murder is 'bout it, 'bout it (sshow them gold)
Big Ed, you know he's 'bout it, 'bout it (Buddha)
Nigga Bot, that nigga 'bout it, 'bout it (get up off him)
Big Man and the Caleo is 'bout it, 'bout it (bounce, bounce)
Mercy Caller you know he's 'bout it, 'bout it (bounce, bounce,'bout it, 'bout it)
And Cali-G in California is 'bout it, 'bout it (bounce, bounce)
Mo B. Dick (if you 'bout it), you know he's 'bout it, 'bout it
Big Pokey, you know he's 'bout it, 'bout it (Buddha)
KLC of the Parkway is 'bout it, 'bout it (Park South, 'bout it)
And Mr. Serv-on is 'bout it, 'bout it (I'm 'bout it, bounce)
And Rasheen and the Mack, know you's 'bout it, 'bout it
Sonya-c, you know she's 'bout it, 'bout it (twerk some')
Silkk the Shocker you know he's 'bout it, 'bout it ('bout it, back up on)
And Mia X is 'bout to kick some flava, she's rowdy, rowdy

Niggas know that I'm 'bout it already (where yo', where yo, ward at?)
I can prove it (where yo', where yo, ward at?)
So when they hear my voice, they all know I come to do shit (4th Ward niggas be)
Mia X representin' (down to get that click-clack)
Puttin' it down for the South (where yo', where yo, ward at? Where yo', where yo, ward at?)
Keep a shank in my sock and a bullet in my mouth (5th Ward niggas be)
(Down to get that click-clack)
So don't doubt the way the angel-like voice (where yo', where yo, ward at?)
Comes across, get your cucumber sliced (where yo', where yo, ward at?)
And you messy ho tossed (6th Ward niggas be down to get that click-clack)
Boss bitch, I keep 'em sick from the way I kick my shit (where yo', where yo, ward at?)
And KLC got 'em scared (where yo', where yo, ward at?)
'Cause he's back with the remix, another hit (7th Ward niggas be down to get that click-clack)
No Limit niggas in the house (where yo', where yo, ward at?)
Plus one niggette (where yo', where yo, ward at?)
With that pimpstress clout (8th Ward niggas be)
Now what they South be 'bout (down to get that click-clack)
Beaucoup hustlas, and thugstas (where yo', where yo, ward at? Where yo', where yo, ward at?)
Murderers, and dope fiends (downtown niggas is all about that click-clack)
Yellow tape from drama scenes, infared beams (uptown soldiers)
Aimin' at your forehead (downtown warriors)
Ain't no fuckin' country boys (Eastside rulers)
Soldiers bringin' noise (Westside rollers)
Leave you layin' in red puddles (uptown soldiers)
From a fuckin' criss-cross ward wars (downtown warriors)
Now who will be the next to get they fuckin' shoes took off? (Eastside rulers, Westside rollers)
I really can't call it '(ghetto richest bitches still, uh)
'Cause once the gumbo be greasin' ('cause I'ma do this here for chill)
Then them niggas start baawlin' (yeah)
Strike up the second line band (ghetto riches bitches still, uh)
And put your black gear on ('cause I'ma do this here for chill)
'Cause we gon' stay 'bout it, undertand?

Bitch, I been 'bout it, (uh) I mean we 'bout it, 'bout it
From Kansas City to St. Louis, they 'bout it, 'bout it (they rowdy)
Down in Memphis, you know they 'bout it, 'bout it (uh)
From L.A. to Alabama, they 'bout it, 'bout it
Washington to Carolina to Georgia (uh, they 'bout it)
Cincinnati, Port Arthur, to Florida (uh, do that gangsta walk)
Chattanooga, Ohio, Detroit (uh do that gangsta walk)
Lexington Kentucky to Louisville (you 'bout it)
You know they 'bout it (break it up)
I mean they rowdy (break it up)
From Richmond, California to San Francisco (get up on)
To Oakland, they 'bout it (ain't no makin' up 'caue I'm 'bout it)
Down in Houston, they 'bout it, 'bout it
The Northside, the Southside, you know they 'bout it, 'bout it
From Dallas to Waco to Austin (man, they been 'bout it)
To Jackson to Mississippi, them niggas flossin' (means they 'bout it)
Man, them B, M's on triple gold (they rowdy, uh)
And they 'bout it (snatch you out yo' shit)
That's how these gangstas roll (yeah, I'm 'bout it)
From Lafayette to Lake Charles to Chicago to Florida (Buddha, they 'bout it)
To Baton Rouge to Shreveport to New Orleans (they 'bout it)
They 'bout it (they rowdy), I mean they rowdy
From Little Rock, Arkansas, they bangin', I mean they 'bout it ('cause they 'bout it)
My homie Tre-8, they 'bout it (we rowdy)
Loony Skull Dugrey you know that fool is 'bout it (show them golds if you 'bout it)
Ken Frank, Raw Wayne, Jeff B, Mean Green (Buddha, uh, we'bout it)
DJ Roe, Greg Streep, Levi, may he rest in peace (uh)
And all the other niggas that dead
Like my little brother Kevin Miller that was 'bout it, 'bout it ('bout it)
'Bout it, 'bout it