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Boy Boy

Boy Boy

Hits: 890.9K
Artist: G-Unit

Lyrics

Tougher than leather, nigga I'm tougher than an African kid running bare-foot in the gullies, nigga Know what I'm saying? I'm tough. OG now, nigga. Yeah. Yeah To all living things around me Cash rules everything around me Your music is unenthusiastic My jewelry glow in the dark Škorpion from Serbia, catch you in traffic 20-round clip, curved magazine And you could leave the Earth over small, little things John Gotti hit the cake, go bada bing And you ain't do shit when them things start to ring South side, we outside, niggas kill, son They'll Seattle Seahawk you, throwing bullets like Wilson White sheets cover his feet, Ku Klux Klan'ed your man Left him in the streets, strap in his left hand The thought of even coming around here was a death plan And if a nigga cosign that he a "yes man" Shoot the fuck out of a fuck nigga, I'm all fucked up Sore loser, I lose, the dice game getting stuck up When shit real you get killed around here, it's not a big deal Load her out, nigga, use my big bitch for a shield (You know I'm saying?) Thank you for real Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy When your mouth about that shooting You find out that we been shooting all along Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy You get caught without that Ruger We put hot shit through you then we gone Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, don't let me catch you slipping, boy, boy Boy, you know I get to tripping, boy, boy Boy, don't let me strap that clip in, boy, boy Boy, you know I get to tripping, boy, boy My money up when them mills come LA Reid with the dope, son, Jimmy Iovine with the coke, son Wise time fly by, I'm an OG, bad bitch with double D's Nigga, Jordan couldn't palm these, feel the breeze Wrap 'em in satin, they be gone by the morning Federal subpoenas while SWATs kick the doors in Fuck up the sheets, the electric tapes to your door though I show that bitch how to breathe under water Excusez moi, French bitches bending over Snatch 'em out the whip, throw 'em in the Range Rover Snitches and phones, catch the 30 piece from the jewelry Free vouch but why they texting 'bout Lizzy body Frank Lucas put flowers on Bump graves every Tuesday That's loyalty and don't listen to everything your lawyer say Red dot, surgery with the laser Have a nigga missing like that plane from Malaysia Fo' fo's, long nose is Gonzo's Hundred rounds, drum on the K, that's bongos Running your mouth with deadly convos, I clap like, "bravo" Bend back for the encore, nigga, huh You pussy niggas think you got nine lives I'mma make sure I stick you more than nine times With that ice pick I'm a cold killer You tucking your tail and growing whiskers, rat nigga Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy When your mouth about that shooting You find out that we been shooting all along Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy You get caught without that Ruger We put hot shit through you then we gone Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy Boy, don't let me catch you slipping, boy, boy Boy, you know I get to tripping, boy, boy Boy, don't let me strap that clip in, boy, boy Boy, you know I get to tripping, boy, boy

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