Trick Daddy & Yung Wun Stomp Lyrics

[Trick] One

[Yung Wun]
Y'all done f___ed up now!
OH s___! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
It's mine now! Who want it, HA?
D-S, Ryde or Die n____, you heard that?

It's Yung Wun with the big gun, what you gon' do boy?
You betta sit down n____ don't play like that
Betta yet tell ya man to put down the gat
Before it get ugly, I'ma leave ya b_____, LIL BUDDY
I don't play with the gun smoke
For the East to the West Coast, n____ give up the ghost
No problem Barry; you don't no cemetery, homes
Just a pine box dropped off in the woods
A man to come home, six-oh-three be like that
Catch a case and come right back
To the block with a gat
Standin out in the track with a b__ma hard
b__min weed into the sack
n____ let the weed smoke blow
I'm intoxicated trying to make a few hits in the head
Baby, cause I be wilder, big BALLER, call up with quarter
Trying to make a few endz
be runnin from the police, never wanna follow the Impala
(That's s___) And it ain't no stoppin it
Y'all n____s from Georgia ain't lockin it

Chorus: repeat 2X

Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit yall
y'all boys betta put em up, put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up

[Trick Daddy]
Look, I'm slippin right behind ya n____
Don't try to hide cause I'll find ya n____
I'm representin Dade County n____
I gotta a clip for all ya slimmy n____s
Don't eva try me n____
Don't try to run no bull s___ like that ??? n____
You know I'ma a fool for this
I gots two for this
I'll tear yo mammy and your crew plus you for this
Them Daddy dollars y'all
My s___ harder Dog
I'm fron the city of Caprices and Impalas y'all
Ima go and kill this n____
Kiss above this realest n____
First n____ to take you to the bar and now you feel this n____
The respect you gotta give us
Slip-N-Slide and Ruff Ryders n____
And all yo money can't buy this n____
My exctacy got me wilin n____
I'm twice that body n____
About 100 miles an hour n____

[Swizz Beatz]
Trick Daddy, Trick Daddy
Yung Wun, Yung Wun
Yo, Ball Out

Chorus: repeat 2X

Give it up, Give it up, G-G-Give it up
These down South boys ain't playin wit yall
y'all boys betta put em up what
Put em up, Put em up, P-P-Put em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up

[YUNG WUN]
AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH
Wait a minute God d___it y'all done f___ed up now
y'all gotta n____ from the A on the Ruff Ryde
Representin from the South
In a glass ???
This man got cash in mind
On the cash route
n____s there with they a__ out
Talkin bout YUNG WUN'S A b____ (MAN)
That DS Cliq
Ima bout to pitch a f___in fit
And start blowin this b____
What you think my gun bust ice one
Down in Georgia
Six hours from Florida
n____s get slaughtered
Boy where Im from
Problems gon get solved
By getting robbed
Causin tear drops and closed caskets
On tha glasses
Get beside theyself
And soficate from plastic
Face down on a mattress

Chorus: repeat 5X