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Boyz-N-Blue, at you
Now tell me, what are you do
Now me, what are you gonna do
When we come at

I the microphone with ease, it's a gift to me
I treat the track like a pigeon, just pimp the
Daily sounds banging loud a symphony
You fake niggaz trying to mack, just sense to me
I'ma keep it on the real 'bout this life

we chasing scrill, trying to ball for life
Keep the money on my mind, one all time
Other dummies gonna wine when we out shining
It's plain and simple, get this do'
Kick a in his face like I kick his do'
Spit a nigga in the face, like I this flow

Daily riding solo, for spending his do'
I'ma hit this hoe then change
I'm hungry for the green, so I stays impatient
Green light on the mic, change the nation
Sir Daily on the mic, so don't the station

Boyz-N-Blue, at you
Now me, what are you gonna do
Now me, what are you gonna do
we come at you?

Killa nice with his hands like Dasene
Keep a semi with a light, named Prince Hakim
Get more respect a king, and a prince you seen
I heard you nice with the mic, gotta convince my
I wreck beat I'm on, 'cause it's my duty, mayn

a hit and don't say shit like Putie Tang
I can hit a chick and pay shit, it's big pimping
Rock and handcuffing or saving a trick, you big
So pay me what you owe me on the

I put this part up to your
I'm like Kobe the glock
Or Obi One Kinobi the glock
'Cause I put the to your head
And rob you niggaz

When you blink and bread in
Have you niggaz hollering and
When you in a hospital bed
And you dream you dead but you're not
Get you glock, shot when it's popped
it's cocked and unlocked from the top

Boyz-N-Blue, at you
Now tell me, what are you do
Now tell me, are you gonna do
we come at you?

It's grind time, I'm feeling like is my prime
I got a lot of shit on my when I put it down
I'm trying to put seven behind my dolla signs
And push a drop top, that's hand
With a B on the behind, like a boss

park it, run up my penthouse
I'm hungry, tired of being Marvin
Had to hit Interscope and Jimmy let's bargain
The Dirty South Arching, to us
It's us Boyz-N-Blue, leaving boys in

In God we trust, 'cause He down us
My whole team supreme, hot sped up
Thugger, the Slim Thug that I am so gangsta
'Cause how my brain was programmed
It's the Boss, best respect my fam
Or catch bullets in they flesh, till my 9 jam

Boyz-N-Blue, at you
Now tell me, are you gonna do
Now tell me, what are you do
When we at you?