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the game - make em stomp (remix) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: young buck]
uh_oh!
young buck
t.i
ludacris
dirty south, yeah!

[hook: young buck]
i hear him talking, but he ’bout to get that ass stomped
watch, i get the club crunk, i’ma make ’em stomp
we ain’t playing—wanna front? get that ass stomped
do it like them dirty south boys do and stomp
now, where you from? who the boss? i’ma break him off
where you from? who the boss? let me break him off
where you from? who the boss? let me break him off
where you from? who the boss? let me break him off
[verse 1: young buck]
i’m cadillac_ing through the hood, sitting on 24s
tvs playing, rims spinning, blowing 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 your 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 (nah!)
poppin them thangs, i’m rocking my chain anywhere
if you gon’ represent your hood, what you waiting 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_units on (g_unit!)
all of that mean muggin really don’t mean nothing
come on and take it outside let me see something
w_w_w_what now? don’t get b_b_b_bucked down
stop all that hating, or this club gon get sh_shut down

[pre_hook: young buck]
now, where you from? who the boss? i’ma break him off
where you from? who the boss? let me break him off

[verse 2: game]
g_g_g_unit! coming straight outta compton
lace up my g_6s, and i’m a_town_stomping
got ten thousand, cash, in my pocket, let the bump in
’cause luda and young buck always getting me into something
low_rider out front, i’m tryna get into something
step on banks’ shoe one more time, and i’ma start busting
rose_gold in my grill, i got a dirty mouth
and a b_tch with a fat ass from the dirty_dirty south
i wasn’t tryna get the cover of the double_xl
just trying to f_ck mÿa, ’cause dre said s_x sells
don’t be mad at the rocks in my f_cking chain
don’t be mad ’cause your b_tch chose buck and game
you see the logo tatted on my neck
the same one i’m autographing on the chest
put your bottles in the air for yayo, he on house arrest
and on behalf of 50 cent, this is g_unit west
[pre_hook: game]
now, stomp! g_g_g_g_unit!
now, stomp! g_g_g_g_unit!

[verse 3: ludacris]
motherf_cker, 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 rapping
if i say it, i’ve either done it or it’s ’bout to happen
when i pull up in the louis truck on 26s, people dumb out
if life’s a cr_p game, i’m rolling sevens on the come_out
these rappers think i’m ign’ant, love saying my name
’cause maintaining my fish tank and they house cost the same
ask me? i’ll say i made it and it sure wasn’t luck
because 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 b_tch don’t act right, i’m still getting my cut
my deals never get screwed; my contracts practice abstinence
a master in this program, hazing these undergraduates
so pimpin’, be easy; quit catching feelings
’cause you worth a couple hundred grand, and i’m worth millions
n0body’s thinking bout you; plus, your beef ain’t legit
so please, stay off the t_i_p of my di_ahhhhh!

- the game

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