[Intro: Master P (Cam'Ron)]
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Yo Cam, let's flip this thing on these niggaz
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Ya'heard me
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(Let's do it my nigga)
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Well do your dizang
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(There's nothin', man)
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(Up top, down south, right)
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Oh yeah, oh yeah
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(We bout it)
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Aiight whoadie
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(Yeah)
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Yo, this one here goes out to them boys
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That's bout it, bout it
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Master P, Cam'Ron
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We takin' this from the South to the East
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Uhhhhh
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[Cam'Ron]
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I represent, where them killers at
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145th and Broadway you get your head cracked
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Get your legs snapped, arm trist, ribs cracked
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Wig tapped, play fair day care kids napped
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You think you real, well my posse is crazier
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Your moms mobbin' and rapin' her, Saudi Arabia
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I'm 89 and oh, Audi and eightiers
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Beef in N-O I had to call No Limit up
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Baby mack baby gat love the way the baby
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Got my baby boo, cop the X5, that's a baby truck
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Santana rollin' big, Jimmy in the Caddy
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Dayton, Youngstown, Cleveland, Cincinnati
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In the Double-O I represent the C-O
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Please ho, Harlem World forty if that's me, yo
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Clipse eleven or bricks get seven off
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Snow so white only thing missin' is seven dwarfs
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[Hook: Master P]
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Killa Cam, you know he bout it, bout it
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Jim Jones, you know he bout it, bout it
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Freeky Z, you know he bout it, bout it
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Santana, that boy bout it, bout it
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Harlem World, you know they bout it, bout it
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Diplomats, you know they rowdy, rowdy
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145th and Broadway, them boys real
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You know them boys, they don't play
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[Cam'Ron]
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Aiiyo, I'm bouncin' through an ounce or two
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My crib look like the Fountainblue
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A fountain too, no water, only pumpin' Mountain Dew
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Front on y'all little cats I was bound to do
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I made a weird, chickenheads can't pronounce my shoes
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I got head but need more mouth
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119th to the whorehouse, soon as the tour's out
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Papi's rotten, my block top was spoppy poppin'
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I pop ack over some oxi cotton
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Cotton club and Roxy Robins
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Rubies and rocks we poppin'
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Booties, oozies and glocks'll stop 'em
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Battery on his head, copper top him
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When I'm in the building dogg, you got to watch him
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Got to spot him tray eight a floor revolver
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The D.A., seargent and coroner's problem - now
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Highs get eight done, dips that don't play none
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Jim Jones, Freeky, Killa and the great one - Santana
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[Hook]
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[Jim Jones]
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You know I claim (What you claim?) where them gangstas bang
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15th and Lennox, nine tray they do they own thing
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In uptown, up on 40 a phat Sean hit the block
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Dogg he move that water shit, he like the network
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Over wet work, you come up short on that paper get a wet shirt
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Then if you walkin' through Foster and Taft
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Flossin' that cash and gangstas put the torch to your ass
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And I can't forget AK and Wagner
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My dogs straight crazy cuz the AK'll blast ya
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One callin' daddy Sheik and Q
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LB's and Sally beat your crew, now come on
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And dope stacks, right in front the liquor store
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Hennesy, lil' me me you know the flipped the raw
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Much upset, oh yeah they bout it
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16 shots up out the glock I come about it
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[Master P]
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140 Lennox, you know they bout it, bout it
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Taliban and up top, you know they rowdy, rowdy
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Master P, the New No Limit
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You see us hustlas keep it real, that's why we keep winnin'
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Blackadome, you know he bout it, bout it
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Lucius Sheist, you know they rowdy, rowdy
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Gameface on, man we gangstas fo' sho
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CP-3 representin' Dirty South, the N-O
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C-Murder, hold the block down
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We get paper whoadie even on lockdown
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ATL, you know they bout it, bout it
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Mississippi, Detroit, you know they rowdy, rowdy
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L.A., you know they bout it, bout it
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Florida and North Carolina, you know they rowdy, rowdy
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Oklahoma and Tennessee, Boston and Texas, they B-O-U-T
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Seattle bout it, Hawaii rowdy
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Alaska, Chicago, I mean they bout it, bout it
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Indiana, you know they bout it
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St. Louis, Kentucky, you know they rowdy, rowdy
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Phoenix bout it, Milwaukee bout it
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The N-O to the N-Y, you know we rowdy, rowdy
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[Outro: Jim Jones & Master P]
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Bounce bounce bounce bounce
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Bounce bounce bounce bounce
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(You know they rowdy, rowdy)
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Bounce bounce bounce fool
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Bounce bounce bounce bounce
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(You know they rowdy, rowdy)
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Bounce bounce bounce bounce
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