this bout it, bout it) If you bout it, I mean you bout it, bout it (Get 'em up) (That mean you bout it, bout it) Well, say you bout it, bout it I represent
Übersetzung: Master P. Bout It, Bout It 2.
bout it, bout it) if you bout it (get em up), I mean you bout it, bout it (that mean you bout it, bout it) well say you bout it, bout it I represent,
soul of New York City!!!!) Here we go again!!!! [Chorus: ?) I can feel it, comin in the air tonight Oh looooord!!! (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) Oh looooord!!! I can feel it
and their mama mc Why does new hot shit sound wack to me How am I a hater if I hate your cd How you more bout it bout it then Master P [Verse 3]
how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain't fuckin
re bout it bout it No man could ever doubt it You're looking so delicious Could this be the night that we uuuh Get closer just a little Take it up
wanna hear it tho I rickety rock the micrphone Don't do it dont do it cuz that shit is stupid...I knew it I take a beat and loop it...i take a beat and
about it Master Pras always Bout-It-Bout-It Bring tears to your fears when I shout it, shout it ??? believe, though he doubt it, doubt it Yeah, what's
it the first and last time I'll ever say it I'm nothing if I'm not dedicated Every win is celebrated for the soldiers that never made it Trying to figure
with me I'm tryin' to get up there with Master P. pass the D. Cause that's the way it has to be We bust 2 B free, we trust who be G. So fuck who be glee
Verse 2] (Snoop Dogg) Get it in, Get it out Turn it up, Turn it out Big Snoop Dogg and Soulja Boy Told ya boy, in ya mouth Make it bang, Make it bounce
We lay low like Master P and Snoop With' high shots that will put you away You don't wanna step in front of the gun, when it's comin it's like the abundance
cup tilted, blunt flickin Get money, fuck bitches Young Weezy, young pimpin, she love it I keep goin, she keep cumin, what you know bout it So bout it...like Master P
them grips Gettin' cloudy-cloudy Man, y'all so rowdy-rowdy Much love to that playa Master P because he bout it-bout it [chorus: Master P] (Bout it bout it
Thousand Isle Got a degree, on the hash and the leaky Crash in the V while we Master the P I beez Bout It Bout It, causin low mileage Blacka, make Zsa
it in, get it out, turn it up, turn it down Big Snoop dog and soulja boy, told ya boy in your mouth, Make it bang, make it bounce, break it up take it
up Eastsidaz Goldie Loc in the house Lil' 1/2 Dead DJ Jam, my nigga E, Davey Dave, uhh, misbehave Give it to 'em Dogg Whattup DMX? WOOF! Master P? UNNNGHH
