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

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

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

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

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

Killa nice his hands like Vince Dasene
Keep a with a light, that's named Prince Hakim
Get more respect a king, and a prince you seen
I you nice with the mic, gotta convince my team
I every 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 don't pay shit, big pimping
Rock and handcuffing or a trick, you big sissy
So pay me what you owe me on the

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

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

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

It's time, I'm feeling like this 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 a drop top, that's hand designed
With a B on the behind, like a boss

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

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

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