'Bout It Akkorde von
Master P
Master P

N/A6 Aufrufe
Tonart: F major
Verse 1
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ugh, its time for the national anthem
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y'all niggas 'bout it (I started this 'bout it,
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'bout it)
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if you 'bout it (get 'em up), I mean you 'bout it,
'bout it
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(that mean you 'bout it, 'bout
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it) well say you 'bout it, 'bout it
Verse 2
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I represent, its 1990- skrilla
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It's Master P and they labeled
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me a drug dealer
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Cause I'm 'bout it, I mean I'm rowdy
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I hang with these
killas that everyone talk about
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we doin' this,
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we doin' that (we doin' what)
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we in the studio rippin'
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up dope tracks
Cause we real,
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you betta guard your grill
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Cause if we 'bout it, 'bout it
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if you ain't 'bout it, 'bout
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it you might get killed
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I represent (T- R- U) where
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them killas at
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3rd Ward, uptown, Calliope on the map
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Back up off me, ain't no softy
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betta guard your grill
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mothafuckas, we comin' hard G
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I got killas in the projects sellin' water
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I got niggas from New
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Orleans to Florida
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bout it 'bout it (bout it, 'bout it)
I mean they rowdy,
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rowdy (mean they rowdy, rowdy)
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you betta watch your shit cause
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niggas is 'bout it 'bout it
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I mean they snatch you out
your car on a kidnap
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lay you on the floor and tell you
bitch you betta break off
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some snaps or dead
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put the pistol to your head
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ain't no love where I'm from,
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but you niggas in the grave
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I mean they dyin',
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I mean they fryin'
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gone off that juice (fermalgahide) and leave
their mothers cryin'
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cause their little boy is dead
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cause that color blue or red
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and wanta do waht them
other ballas said
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to make some snaps,
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I mean to make some money
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to break it up on the street,
but this game ain't funny
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you want that beat in ,
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ain't no way out
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but death or that mothafuckin' jailhouse
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if you 'bout it, say you 'bout it
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I roll with some niggas that
are 'bout it 'bout it
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I mean we rowdy, rowdy,
them niggas 'bout it, 'bout it
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bounce, bounce, bounce fool,
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if you 'bout it, 'bout it
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C- Murder
Verse 3
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is 'bout it, 'bout it (show them gold ones,
show them gold ones)
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Big Ed you know he's 'bout it,
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'bout it (bhudda
nigga ??, that nigga 'bout it,
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'bout it (get up off hin)
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Big Man and the Caleo is 'bout it,
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'bout it (bounce, bounce, bounce)
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Mercy Caller you know
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he's 'bout it 'bout it
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and Cali- G in California is 'bout it,
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'bout it
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Mo B. Dick (if you 'bout it) you know
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he's 'bout it 'bout it
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Nick Pokey you know he's
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'bout it 'bout it
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KLC of the Parkway is 'bout it, 'bout it
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and Mr. Serv- On is 'bout it 'bout it
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and Rasheen and the Mack know
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yas 'bout it 'bout it
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Sonya- C you know she
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'bout it 'bout it
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Silkk the Shocker you know
he's 'bout it 'bout it
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and Mia X is 'bout to kick some
flava (she's rowdy, rowdy)
Verse 4
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Niggas know that I'm 'bout it already,
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I can prove it
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so when they hear my voice,
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they all know I come to do shit
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Mia X representin',
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puttin' it down for the south
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Keep a shank in my sock
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and bullet in my mouth
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so don't doubt the angel like voice,
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come across
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get your cucumber sliced and you
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messy hoe tossed, boss bitch
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I keep 'em sick from the
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way I kick my shit
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and KLC got 'em scared cause he's
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back whisperin' it, anotha hit
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No Limit niggas in the house,
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plus on niggette
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with that pimpstress clout,
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now what they talkin' 'bout
Beaucoup hustlas, and thugstas, murderers,
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and dope fiends
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fel a taste from drame scenes
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infared beams aimin'
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at your forehead
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ain't no fuckin' country boys
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soldiers bringin' noise,
leave you lyin' in red
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puddles froma fuckin' (?)
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now who will be the next to get
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they fuckin' shoes took off
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I really can't call it,
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cause once the gumbo be grieven
a nigga start ballin'
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strike up the second line band
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and put your black gear on cause we gonna stay 'bout it,
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understood
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Bitch I been 'bout
Verse 5
it,
I mean we 'bout it, 'bout it
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from Kansas City to St. Louis they 'bout it,
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'bout it (they rowdy)
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down in Memphis you
know they 'bout it 'bout it
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from L.A. to Alabama they
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'bout it 'bout it
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Washington to Carolina to Georgia
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(they 'bout it)
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Cincinnati, Port Arthur,
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to Florida
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Chattanooga, Ohio,
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Detroit (do that gangsta walk)
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Lexington Kentucky to Louisville (you 'bout
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it) you know they 'bout it 'bout it
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I mean they
Verse 6
rowdy (break it up)
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from Richmond California to San Francisco,
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to Oakland they 'bout it 'bout it
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down in Houston they 'bout it 'bout it
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the Northside, the Southside,
you know they 'bout it 'bout it
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from Dallas to Waco to Austin
(they been 'bout it)
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to Jackson to Mississippi them niggas
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flossin' (means they 'bout it)
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B and M's on triple- gold
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and they 'bout it
that's how these gangstas roll
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from Lafayette to Lake
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Charles to Chicago to Florida
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to Batton Rouge to Shreveport to
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New Orleans (they 'bout it)
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they 'bout it,
(they rowdy) I mean they rowdy
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in Little Rock, Arkansas they
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bangin' I mean they 'bout it
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my homie Tre- 8, they 'bout it
loony Skull Dugrey you
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know that fool is 'bout it
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Ken Frank, Raw Wayne, Jeff B,
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Mean Green, DJ Roe, Greg Streep
Levi, may he rest in peace
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and all the other motha-
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niggas that are dead
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like my little brother Kevin Miller that
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was 'bout it 'bout it
BOUT IT (bout it 'bout it)

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