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[hook]2xUh Ohhhh, there them TRU Boys goUh Ohhhh, hit the muthafuckin flo`[T-Bo]Aaaaaaaah!!Came in this bitch to shut this muthafucka downBaton Rouge and Louisiana so you know I`m bout to clownWhen the thugs get to bussin, duck down hit the groundStay out my water boy if you don`t want to drownYou keep fuckin wit me, they gone find yo ass deadWhen my song come on, they gon act a pussy on yo headThis for them thugs in the club, who straight, don`t mind dyingAnd them ballers in the parking lot, straight sitting on shineC-Murder called me up, and said "T-Bo it`s timeto represent the dirty south and make `em respect yo mind"Trunk loads of soldiers always starting some shitSo stay the fuck from `round us if you aint down with my clickBe on the lookout for them boys with them rags `round they fo`head, (Uh Ohh)Group of muthafuckas that got security hollerin `Code Red`Get Crunk, Get Buck, ya`ll pussy bitches get stuckWhen we come to yo town, tear the fuckin club upOnly white boy with the click, so you know I must be sickYou don`t like me rollin wit TRU?, suck my fuckin dickI`m from that 504, minus 279Come and get you somethin`, see me thuggin in that 225[chorus] 8xBack `em up, Get CrunkBack `em up, Get Buck[Master P]Big Time baller, shot caller, hustlerCP3, whodi they`ll bust yaRolce, with 4 doors, Bentleys with mo-mo`sI aint Ludacris but I can throw dem bo`sConcerts stay packed, pockets gone stay fatT-R-U hot, tell the dj`s to play thatNow give it to me, I want the jewels and the moneyAnd ectasy for the thugs and the bunnies[chorus] 4x[Silkk the Shocker]We the type of niggas, ya`ll don`t ever wanna have beef witWe`ll pull some sneak shit, and get off with some creep shitDo anything for the look, for the stash and the cashMy face to recognizable dog, so I`ma need the maskSee they didn`t want to feel us until we had to empty the cannonTryna hold us, but they just comin up, empty handedI know some love us, and I know that some can`t stand usMe, P, and C we all thugs, seem like that shit just runs in the family[hook][C-Murder]You know we thugged out, from the cradle to the graveThem TRU Boys, The Miller Boys with T-Bo and some chrome toysDome checkin, disrespectin haters is a hobby, for lifeNo Limit to the fullest, with a bullet, so think twiceLil Daddy, Limo tints on the Caddy, TruckThem Cutt Boys gone bust, you better duck, cause we don`t give a fuckI`m real with it, XL bring the Deadly Soundz beatAnd Watch a nigga like C bring the heat[chorus] fade until end

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