Stomp (Most Requested) chords by Young buck, T.I., Ludacris
Intro 1
Em
B
C
B
D
Em
I hear him talking, but he
Verse 1
Em
bout to get that ass stopped
B
Watch I get the club crunk,
I'ma make him stop
C
We ain't playing one up front,
get that ass stopped
B
C
Do it like them
Dirty South boys doing stop
Em
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break it home
B
Where you from, who the boss,
let me break him off
C
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break him off
B
C
Where you from, who the boss,
let me break him off
Em
I'm Cadillac 'ing through the hood,
B
sitting on 24 TV's playing real,
I'm spinning, blowing plenty dro
C
Don't have to mention
when you pimping,
you get plenty hoes
It's all on you if you gon' trick
B
or you gon' get your dough
Em
I know I got these haters mad,
I can love that
B
When you got love for the streets,
they give your love back
C
Look in my eyes,
you can tell I ain't never scared
B
C
Poppin' them thangs,
B
C
I'm rockin' my chain anywhere
Em
If you don't represent your hood,
B
Em
what you waitin' on?
B
Security better back up
when they play this song
C
And we about 50 strong,
please don't make us do you wrong
My clique of gorillas,
they got they G -units on
Em
All of that mean muggin' really
don't mean nothin'
B
Come on and take it outside,
let me see somethin'
C
W -w -w -what now?
Don't give a buck down
Stop all that hatin',
B
now this club gon' get shut, shut down
Now where you from, who the boss?
Em
I'ma break him off
Am
C
Where you from, who the boss?
B
Em
Let me break him off
I hear him talkin',
but he bout to get that ass
B
Watch I get the club crunk,
I'ma make him stop
C
We ain't playin' on the front, get that ass
B
C
Do it like them dirty Southboys doin'
Em
Now where you from, who the boss?
I'ma break him off
B
Where you from, who the boss?
Let me break him off
C
Now where you from, who the boss?
I'm a break it moff
B
C
Where you from, who the boss?
D
C
Let me break it off
Em
Did you D .V. Nick?
B
Em
Coming straight out of Compton,
B
lace up my G6s
and I'm 8 -10 stomping
C
Got 10 ,000 cash in my pocket,
let the pump in
B
C
Cause Luda and Young Buck
D
C
always getting me into something
B
Em
Low rider out front,
I'm trying to get into something
B
Step on bank, shoot one more time
and I'ma start busting
C
Rose gold in my grill, I got a dirty mouth
B
F#m
And a bitch with a fat ass
B
Em
from the dirty, dirty south
I wasn't trying to get the cover
of the double excel
B
Just trying to fuck Maya,
cause Drake says sex sells
C
Don't be mad at the rocks
in my fucking chain
Don't be mad
B
cause your bitch chose fucking game
Em
You see the logo tatted on my neck
B
The same one I'm autographing
on the chest
C
Put your bottles in the air for Yayo
He on house arrest
And on behalf of 50 Cent,
this is G -Unit West now
F#m
B
C
Em
Stom p, G -G -G -G, you neck now
Am
C
Em
Stomp, G -G -G -G, you neck
I hear him talking,
but he about to get that ass
B
Watch I get the club crump,
I'ma make him
C
We ain't playing on the front, get that ass
B
C
Do it like them dirty south boys doing
Em
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break it off
B
Where you from, who the boss,
let me break it off
C
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break it off
Where you from? Who the boss?
Let me break
Motherfucker,
Em
I'm a monster in this game
Similar to the Loch Ness
B
My rhymes are nappy -rooted,
some verses gotta process
C
The truth in this booth
Ain't no doubts when I'm rappin'
B
If I say it, I've either done it,
or it's bout to happen
Em
When I pull up in the Louis
truck on 26's
People dumb out
B
If life's a crap game,
I'm rollin' sevens on the come out
C
These rappers think I'm ignorant
Love sayin' my name,
B
cause maintainin' my fish tank
F#m
B
An d they house cost the same
Em
Ask me, I'll say I made it
And it sure wasn't luck,
B
because hustlers relate to me
and some are younger than Buck.
C
You see, I'm married to my music,
but we got a prenup.
So if that bitch don't act right,
B
I'm still getting my cut.
C
Em
My deals never get screwed.
My contracts practice
abstinence.
B
I'm mastering this program,
hazing these undergraduates.
C
So give in, be easy.
Quit catching feelings,
because you're worth
a couple hundred grand,
B
C
and I'm worth millions.
B
Em
B
Nobody's thinking about you,
plus your beef ain't legit.
Em
B
So please stay off the TIP, or my dick.
Em
I hear him talking,
but he's about to get that ass off
B
Watch I get the club crunk,
I'ma make him stop
C
We ain't playing on the front,
get that ass off
B
C
Do it like them dirty south
C
boys do ing, stop
Em
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break him off
B
Where you from, who the boss,
let me break him off
C
Now where you from, who the boss,
I'ma break him off
C
Where you from, who the boss,
C
Em
B
let me break him off
You
C
C
Stomp (Most Requested)
Young Buck, T.I., Ludacris
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