Miami
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Boom, it's on, ***** ***** we'll rock yo' room
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)

Boom, it's on, ***** ***** we'll rock yo' room
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)

Half step ***** *** *****
Why you lookin' at a ***** like you wanna run one wit' me?
I got my big gun wit' me, don't feel like doofin'
I feel like shootin' fool
And I don't like your at***ude
You do **** that dem hoes on a rag'll do
Ol' ***got, you better watch your mouth
Fo' I be in front yo' house, when yo' *** come out

Ol' ***** ***, hold another ***** **** ***, ***** ***, *****
Keep lookin' at a ***** like you gonna tell somethin'
I'll ***k around and, kill ya
So now that you set you ready, yo
If this **** get silly I'm lettin' it go
First scrito in the front seat

You ever come my way, it's gon' be gunplay
Hey, I ride wit' a AK, get high and spit five out the AK
Ok, let a ***** play and watch T double D
Knock ya *** of the free seat
All my Dade County Chevy boys
Who drive candy toys and tolt guns galore
And treat the Hummer like a Tonka toy
Got **** you *****z ain't seen before

Boom, it's on, ***** ***** we'll rock yo' room
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)

Boom, it's on, ***** ***** we'll rock yo' room
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)

Ying Yang and the T double D
We in this mother***ker crunk, in this mother***ker
And our *****z wit' a Miami boy
And I still like to play wit' my Tonka toy
I'm a Toys R Us kid, yes, I is
You can't be serious, yes, I is
You think I'm playin' than ask my brother
You still don't believe me than ask my mother

Because I love my gun, I play wit' my gun
Have fun wit' my gun, have *** wit' my gun
And I don't put a mother***ker out for fun
'Cuz I ain't funna' get ya *** tryin' to run
I'ma bust one time, bust two times
And the third time yo' *** is mine
Go down for the count, 'He can't get up'
Damn, he fell and he can't get up

Boom, it's on, ***** ***** we'll rock yo' room
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)

Boom, it's on, ***** ***** we'll rock yo' room
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)

You a soft mo'***ka, kind of gay mo'***ka
If you mad 'cuz you like you never had mo'***ka
***k yo' *** mo'***ka, that's the past mo'***ka
And I know the fact make ya mad mo'***ka
It is what I thought ***** think it ain't
For real you lame and we off the chain

And the T double D, we bolo
***k hoes *****z ride by my Dolo
Get the keys to my car and I jump in
Hit the Liquor store, buy my Cigars and 'gen
Get drunk and I'm off in the wind
Lookin' for a itty bitty pretty that could hold a sin

We smokin', and ridin'
Don't tell nobody be quiet
Might cut it lil' butt it
Can't let this **** get done

Boom, it's on, ***** ***** we'll rock yo' room
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)

Boom, it's on, ***** ***** we'll rock yo' room
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)
Boom, ***** what's happenin'?
(What?)

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Oh my God, from the south to the bottom
Trick Daddy Dollaz, Ying Yang Twins, beatin' ***
Collipark Music Incorporated
This that next level right here, it's that crunk party
All these *****z doin' crunk music, we crunk party *****
Be original wit' it, Hey man who really run the south?