Текст песни Boss Hogg Outlawz - Freestyle (Track 8)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah KillaI`m a Hogg..[Kyleon]Kyleon`s, no pretender GI got a few of these bullets, I can send you GMatter of fact fuck it, take the whole clip to your whipMy bullets on vacation, taking a trip to your lipsSnatch your ass out your car, flipping your whipRoll up a dro square po` up a drank, then sip in your whipUh my flow dope, like what you would call crackNow if I ain`t a Outlawz, then what do you call thatCause I`ma beat up the beat, like a fucking ball batAlong with some niggaz, bout killing and all thatMe, Thugger, Sir Daily, Mel and PJGon stay hogging, and doing shit the G wayGon make us a bunch of money, fuck the freewayAnd if you don`t play our shit, we fucking up the DJIt`s a fact brah, I`m fin to stack brahI can`t cut these niggaz, no slack brahMy bullets, just like a crocodile hunterSo when they see your Gator, they finna attack ya[Hook]H-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hangWe waited and grilled out, that`s a Outlaw thangH-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hangWe waited and grilled out, that`s a Outlaw thangH-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hangWe waited and grilled out, that`s a Outlaw thangA lot of folks try to jack, from our Outlaw slangAin`t no love, cause you can`t love a Outlaw mayn[Sir Daily]I`m a Hogg, and ball 24/7Hustle like I`m dope selling, but I`m just flow settingDro smelling, cause I keep that litNiggaz trying to hide they hoes, cause I skeet they chickWe deep as fuck over here, peep the cuts in my earAll day no play, heat tucked over here niggaYou fucking, with a street teamThat`s money hungry for life, we got`s to keep greenIt`s no shorts, no losses big carsBig houses iced out, lights outHere come them North Bosses, slash Hogging OutlawzI`m in until the end, I`ma shout it not crawl[Hook][PJ]PJ what`s the deal, wrecking mics showing skillsHoe ass niggaz talking down, cause they see me chasing dolla billsH-Town is my hood, ghetto star it`s understoodHit the club holding wood, hopping out smelling goodNo grill no ice, do it once I`ll do it twiceHoe show up at the bar, sipping Hypnotic with no icePull a star spit my game, hit the room get some brainPimps don`t die we multiply, catch us up in two lanesBreak a bitch shake a bitch, she come around me I`ll take your bitchYou niggaz out there, that`s holding weightDon`t make no mistake, we`ll take your bricksMy homies getting bread, got homies in the FEDPJ hoe I`m a killa for real, you fuck with me you feeling leadI ain`t scared I`m turned out, doing bad I`m burned outNiggaz killing they brain cells, bitch put that sherm outOnce was lost but now I`m found, PJ platinum boundMe whack yo how that sound, you smoking that shit like Bobby BrownWe rip tracks we spit facts, flip Lacs and grip gatsThey took my nigga out the game, but homie we gon fix thatNorthside time to ride, fuck with me like suicideMy world ain`t been the same, since my homie pulled the loot outGangsta shit gangsta click, listen to a gangsta spitHope you understand, that you fucking with a gangsta bitchBoss Hogg Outlawz, big money big ballsFuck with one of my team mates and I`m gon bust your shit dog[Hook - 2x]