Get Bout It & Rowdy Feat. Master P
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Yo dawg, that's some real shit ya heard me
The game is to be sold, not to be told
Now this No Limit shit (No Limit nigga)
Everybody wanna know how this shit happenin'
What's goin' on, but you know what
Don't get no real in this though dawg
Westside niggas gettin' 'bout it
Eastside niggas gettin' rowdy
Midwest niggas gettin' 'bout it
Southside niggas gettin' rowdy
Westside niggas gettin' 'bout it
Eastside niggas gettin' rowdy
Midwest niggas gettin' 'bout it
Southside niggas gettin' rowdy
Fuck that man, game is to be sold, not to be told
First things first, I'm a gangsta nigga, so I'ma roll
You got to get 'bout it or without it
I had to shake the spot, 'cause the game got crowded
I'm devoted and quoted, I'm rowdy and 'bout it
A No Limit soldier and happy to shout it
Got this tank on my neck, got my Tec on deck
I slap wraps at your caps and try to make my snaps
Knick knack patty wack, the cavi sack, Dilla is back
And I'm ridin' through your neighborhood dippin' in my Cadillac
I'm sellin' this shit, I ain't tellin' this shit
I'm a motherfuckin' two-time felon you bitch
From the cold hearted streets of the LBC
To a mansion in the south down the street from my nigga P
See, real niggas recognize the realness
Put your motherfuckin' choppers up if you feel this
Now bust one, not just one
And if you want some, get some, I bet we dust 'em
Bustas discuss us, niggas poppin' all that ying-yang
Still the Dogg Pound gang, mayne
And my beats still funky
Beats By The Pound in the house, act a motherfuckin' donkey
Westside niggas gettin' 'bout it
Eastside niggas gettin' rowdy
Midwest niggas gettin' 'bout it
Southside niggas gettin' rowdy
Westside niggas gettin' 'bout it
Eastside niggas gettin' rowdy
Midwest niggas gettin' 'bout it
Southside niggas gettin' rowdy
Everybody in the game say the same
Is Snoop still that gangbang cocaine nigga slangin' everything
I'm tryin' to get as much as I need
While I fuck with these out of town hoes blowin' all they weed
Parlayin', so what you sayin'
Bring a couple buddies with you girl, we ain't playin'
Baby must misread me, 'cause she misled me
Had some niggas come by later and tried to spray me
But I'm just too quick, slick and sly
When it's time to ride I let the bullets fly 'cause it's do or die
I wear blue seven days out the week
I mob the street, DP, while I'm holdin' my heat
I wanna warn ya
Shit, they got killers on the East, Midwest
Up North, down South and California
So if you got your chrome
You need to stay in the zone and get
A vest for your motherfuckin' dome
'Cause it's on like a dog without his bone
I'm in it to win it and No Limit is my home, nigga
Real niggas recognize the realness
Put your motherfuckin' choppers in the air if you feel this
And bust one, not just one
And if you want some, get some, I bet we dust 'em
Westside niggas gettin' 'bout it
Eastside niggas gettin' rowdy
Midwest niggas gettin' 'bout it
Southside niggas gettin' rowdy
Westside niggas gettin' 'bout it
Eastside niggas gettin' rowdy
Midwest niggas gettin' 'bout it
Southside niggas gettin' rowdy
Westside niggas gettin' 'bout it
Eastside niggas gettin' rowdy
Midwest niggas gettin' 'bout it
Southside niggas gettin' rowdy
Westside niggas gettin' 'bout it
Eastside niggas gettin' rowdy
Midwest niggas gettin' 'bout it
Southside niggas gettin' rowdy
Nigga, 'bout it, 'bout it
Snoop Dogg, Master P
And the whole No Limit motherfuckin' family nigga
From the south to the west, to the east, to the middle
To the motherfuckin' world
Real niggas and bitches unite