Scars - Stomp lyrics
* on the album version, T.I.'s verse was removed
 [Young Buck talking]
 Uh-ooooh
 Young Buck, T.I., Ludacris, DIRTY SOUTH, YEEEAH
 [Chorus]
 I hear em talking but he bout to get that ass stomped
 Watch I get the club crunk I'mma make em stomp
 We ain't playin wanna front get that ass stomped
 Do it like them dirty south boys do and stomp
 Now where you from who the boss I'mma break em off
 Where you from who the boss let me break em off
 Where you from who the boss I'mma break em off
 Where you from who the boss let me break em off
 [Young Buck]
 I'm cadillac'n through the hood sittin on 24's
 TV's playin, rims spinnin - blowin plenty dro
 Don't have to mention when you pimpin you get plenty hoes
 It's all on you if you gon trick or you gon get ya dough
 I know I got these haters mad - I can love that
 When you got love for the streets they give you love back
 Look in my eyes you can tell I ain't never scared
 Poppin them thangs I'm rockin my chain anywhere
 If you gon represent ya hood what you waitin on?
 Security better back up when they play this song
 And we bout 50 strong, please don't make us do you wrong
 My clique is guerillas - they got they G-Unit's on
 All of that mean muggin really don't mean nuthin
 Come on and take it outside let me see somethin
 Wh-wh-wh-what now don't get b-b-b-bucked down
 Stop all that hatin or this club gon get ya shut down
 Now where you from who the boss I'mma break em off
 Where you from who the boss let me break em off
[Chorus]
 [T.I]
 Ay 100 carats on my chest I'm so true to this
 Task force got my vest I got a new one bitchScars - Stomp - http://motolyrics.com/scars/stomp-lyrics.html
 Feds hate and talk shit but I'm too legit
 A million dollars at a time - till I'm super rich
 Pimp squad, g-unit - fuck who you get
 Ask ya nieces and ya nephews who tha shit
 Real niggas see the difference 'tween you and this
 Me getting beat down that's +ludacris+
 My name run from the streets of Spain in my cad deville
 Nigga all you gettin' is Rodney Dangerfield
 Know respect I'mma vet you could bet that
 Caught some cases but that's just a minor setback
 And if I have to do some time I be right back
 Wit some bi's and some tri's and a six-pack
 We hit the do' watch all the pussy niggas get back
 They know we could do it like tha row but you ain't wit that
 You know who make the track bump like the king of crunk
 These choppers hit you bitches, wish you got ya ass stomped
[Chorus]
 [Ludacris]
 YEEEAAHH
 Muthafucker I'm a monster in this game - similar to the loch ness
 My rhymes are nappy rooted, some verses gotta process
 The truth in this booth, ain't no doubts when I'm rappin
 If I say it I've either done it or it's bout to happen
 When I pull up in the Louis truck on 26's people dumb out
 If life's a crap game I'm Rollin 7's on the come out
 These rappers think I'm ig'nant, love sayin my name
 Cause maintainin my fish tank and they house cost the same
 Ask me I say I made it and it sho wadn't luck
 But cause hustlers relate to me and some are younger than buck
 You see I'm married to my music but we got a pre-nup
 So if that bitch don't act right I'm still gettin my cut
 My deals never get screwed - my contracts practice abstinence
 A master in this program - hazing these undergraduates
 So pimpin be easy, quit catchin feelings
 Cause you worth a couple hundred grand and I'm worth millions
 Nobody thinkin bout you, plus your beef ain't legit
 SO PLEASE STAY OFF THE T.I.P. OF MY DICK
[Chorus]










