Текст песни Boss Hogg Outlawz - Boyz-N-Blue
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[Hook]Boyz-N-Blue, straight at youNow tell me, what are you gonna do - 2xWhen we come at youUh, uh, uh..[Sir Daily]I break the microphone with ease, it`s a gift to meI treat the track like a pigeon, just pimp the beatDaily sounds banging loud, like a symphonyYou fake niggaz trying to mack, it`s just sense to meI`ma keep it on the real, bout this Hogging lifeEveryday we chasing scrill, trying to ball for lifeKeep the money on my mind, number one all timeOther dummies gonna wine, when we come out shiningIt`s plain and simple, I`ma get this do`Kick a nigga in his face, like I kick his do`Spit a nigga in the face, like I spit this flowDaily riding solo, known for spending his do`I`ma hit this hoe, then change locationsCause I`m hungry for the green, so I stay`s impatientGreen light on the mic, I`ma change the nationSir Daily on the mic, so don`t change the station[Hook][Kyleon]Killa nice with his hands, like Vince DaseneKeep a semi with a light, that`s named Prince HakimGet more respect than a king, and a prince you seenI heard you nice with the mic, gotta convince my teamI wreck every beat I`m on, cause it`s my duty maynMake a hit and don`t say shit, like Putie TangI can hit a chick and don`t pay shit, it`s big pimpingRock and handcuffing or saving a trick, you big sissySo pay me what you owe me, on the blockI put this part up to your Cavaliers, I`m like Kobe with the glockOr Obi-One-Kinobi, with the glockCause I put the beam to your head, and rob you niggaz blindWhen you blink, and your bread inHave you niggaz hollering, and screamWhen you scared in, a hospital bedAnd you dream that you dead, but you`re notGet you shot glock, shot when it`s poppedThen it`s cocked and unlocked, from the top[Hook][Slim Thug]It`s grind time, I`m feeling like this is my primeI got a lot of shit on my mind, when I put it downI`m trying to put seven circles, behind my dolla signsAnd push a drop top, that`s hand designedWith a B on the behind, floss like a bossValet park it, run up my penthouseI`m hungry, tired of being Starving MarvinHad to hit Interscope, and tell Jimmy let`s bargainThe Dirty South Arching, belong to usIt`s us Boyz-N-Blue, leaving boys in dustIn God we trust, cause he down with usMy whole team supreme, hot boys sped upSlim Thugger, the Slim Thug that I amSo gangsta, cause that`s how my brain was programmedIt`s the Boss, niggaz best respect my famOr catch bullets in they flesh, till my Tech 9 jam[Hook]