Nigga Im Bout It Lyrics - Unlv

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{Talking}
xxxxxxxxxxxxx I got kids, I don't them listenin' to that bullshit
xxxx the niggers! xxxxxxxxxxxxx need to stop
How can you call yourself a nigga and be proud of it

Chorus: {U.N.L.V.}

It's an Uptown thing and we bout it
Partners-n-Crime xxxxxxxxxxxxx you ain't bout it
It's an Uptown thing and we bout it
Now Jubilee xxxxxxxxxxxx you ain't bout it
It's a third ward nigga it's a third ward nigga
It's a third ward nigga and we bout it

Verse One: {Lil' Ya}

Misdemeanor xxxxxxxxxxxx you can't face me
Turned out I was fuckin' yo boy third o'l lady
Got mad bullets on ya they said you wasn't home
Yeah, you pissed on our set up early in the mornin'
It had to be about seven or eight cuz if I was there
I would have put the fuckin' tec in yo face and
Sent yo xxxxx xxx where you belong
They don't even have a fuckin' set called Airhorne and Claiborne
So what'cha want to do throw yo xxxx up
I say you on Lafayette yo stupid xxx was to piss up
By me or anyone of my boys I bust you in yo mouth and
You still talkin' noise try'na get yo rep on knowin' that you fake
Apologzin' to you I did it for yo own sake but ya fell back up on me
Like I told you before cuz you and yo boys at Big Boy
Ain't nothin' but hoes I pulled deadly holocust
You tried to make peace not knowin' I was strapped
He tried to give me dap and Prime you's a xxxxx you weak!
Cuz everytime you see me you know that you speak
But I got love for them fakein' xxx hustlers
xxxxx MotherFucka! Dick takin' Busters!

{Chorus}

Verse Two: {Tec-9}

Don't get too close cuz the heat might just scorch ya,
Partners-N-Crime, y'all xxxxxxx mad cuz Ca§h Money didn't want'cha,
Imitatin' U.N.L.V.,
I wonder which one of you muthafuckas wanted to be like me,
The capital T, E, C, from the mighty one, two, three,
You xxxxxxx out here like the soldiers choke the soldiers,
But I'ma keep it real cuz the real deal is how I feel,
You started out with two, same as my crew,
And now you went out and found yourself another busta,
Made it even harder, to make the change Big Boy was givin' ya,
Said you like to xxxx with that dope, what'cha talkin' bout?
Lost all respect, now you no longer represent the South,
But try to turn my

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