I'm Bout It Bout It

I'm Bout It Bout It Lyrics

F/ Mia X

[Master P]

I could never turn my back nigga (never) I could never forget where I

came

from (this for all my muthaf**kin soldiers) Master P (Master P) native

of

New Orleans (Indiana) all ya'll TRU soldiers (New Orleans Louisiana)

get

em in the air (get em up Richmond California) puttin em on the map.

Put em

up represent. Where ya from? (west side south side) check out some

of

this Down South sh*t though, nigga

You bout it?

I'm bout it, bout it

If you bout it, bout it, well say you you bout it

I represent, where them killas hang

3rd Ward Calliope projects we got our own thang

It's a small hood, but it's all good

And Mr. Rogers ain't got sh*t on my neighborhood

I represent nothin but Gs

From Richmond, California all the way back to New Orleans

That murdle capital of the world, so, fool, watch yo back

Somebody ??? through here, but some tourists don't make it back

And niggaz ain't trippin on yo life, G

They ready to take yo ass out before the count of 1-2-3

Some gimme yo could chain, what about yo gold ring?

Niggaz from Down South quick to put you in that body slang

I mean that body cast, what about a body bag?

You ain't think quick, that's why you on yo ass

And niggaz stuntin, perpetratin, talk sh*t

You roll through the projects, you might get yo wig split

Ms. Lil Crazy wanna borrow a quarter

You better not f**k with them fools that's gone on that water, water

I mean that clicker juice (damn) fermalghahyde

Whatever you wanna call it, they dippin cigarettes to get high

Like some alcoholics, niggaz don't even give a f**k

They leave ya stuck in that muthaf**kin black truck

Break you off like some muthaf**kin Japanese

Ain't no love in this hood, ain't no love for G's

And these niggaz killin b**ches, too

And these b**ches settin up niggaz cause they don't give a f**k about

you

You gotta be bout it, bout it, cause I'm bout it, bout it

3rd Ward Calliope projects, you know they bout it, bout it

And that 4th Ward is bout it, bout it, I mean that 5th Ward

And 10th Ward, you know they bout it, bout it

12th Ward, bout it, bout it, and that 13th

17th, uptown, downtown cross the street

Bout it, bout it, cause we bout it, bout it

My little homie ?Haman Assan? they bout it, bout it

Bout it, bout it, I mean we bout it, bout it

King George, T-R-U, you know we bout it, bout it

Silkk, you know he bout it, bout it

My manager T.C. you know he bout it, bout it

Big Ed, bout it, bout it

Sonya C, you know, she bout it, bout it

C-Murder, bout it, bout it

Mr. Serv-On, is bout it, bout it

Mo B. Dick, you know he's bout it, bout it

Calli G, K-Lou, bout it, bout it

Greg, you know he bout it, bout it

And Mia X gon kick some sh*t, she bout it, bout it

[Mia X]

I'm here to show a whole bunch of niggaz that I'm bout it

Comin from the Preston, testin nuts

And ready to bust on those who doubt it

I'm rowdy, and to buck, so you best be backin up

From this sea low, sea level ho, comin like a tornado

Bring drama, either way, I have to do this

So break yo'self niggaz, here comes a woman to this TRU click

The b**ch you love to hate but yet ain't bold enough to face

Cause Mia X will finish first in this grand diva race

I kick yo ??? ho, laced with my pimpstress funk

Punks playa hate because they sh*t be bonked

But I'll dunk a nigga's head into a toilet full of p**s

Cause in this drama field fool, we ain't takin no sh*t

Downtown, 6th Ward, upbeat, on guard, 7th Ward

Hardhead niggaz out that St. Bernard, 9th Ward

Pressed, tossed, and fire, and Florida, New Orleans

So bout it, everyday we comin hard as fire

Water got them niggaz gettin high off my floss

Dumb boast, we ?grill? em, plus my ?a to fake?

Got em payin 20 bons

So bring it on, cause I got to recognize

No Limit and Mia X, nigga flex if you bout it, bout it

You bout it, bout it?

Yeah, I'm bout it, bout it

And rest in peace my girl Jill cause she was bout it, bout it

[Master P]

I mean she bout it, bout it, she was bout it, bout it

Them niggaz from No Limit Records you know we bout it, bout it

Master P, you know I'm bout it, bout it

The whole New Orleans, them muthaf**kas are bout it, bout it

Baton Rouge, you know they bout it, bout it

Texas and Tennessee, you know they bout it, bout it

Alabama, even Georgia

And all you other muthaf**kas down in southside Florida

You know they bout it, bout it, cause we bout it, bout it

From Richmond, California to Oakland they bout it, bout it

Cross L.A. to San Francisco to the east side

You know they bout it, bout it

Down in Kansas City, you know they bout it, bout it

Kentucky, Ohio, Washington, cause they bout it, bout it

Mean Green, you know he's bout it, bout it

Greg Street, that nigga bout it, bout it

Wild Wayne, you know he's bout it, bout it

My nigga Vercy Carter, you know he's bout it, bout it

Rocksheen in the magnolia bout it, bout it

And all them niggaz uptown f**kin bout it, bout it

All them niggaz bootin up with them gold

Bout it, bout it (bout it, bout it) them niggaz bout it, bout it

My little brother Kevin Miller rest in peace

Young nigga, he was bout it, bout it

Bounce, bounce, bounce, fool, if you bout it, bout

Yeah, if you bout it, say you bout it

Bein I'm bout it that mean you down to do whatever

You bout it?

I'm bout it.