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

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

Everyday we scrill, trying to ball for life
Keep the money on my mind, one all time
Other dummies gonna wine when we come out
plain and simple, I'ma 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, known for his do'
I'ma hit this hoe then change
'Cause I'm hungry for the green, so I stays
Green light on the mic, I'ma change the
Sir on the mic, so don't change the station

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

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

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

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

When you blink and your in
Have you niggaz and scream
When you scared in a bed
And you dream that you but you're not
Get you shot glock, shot when popped
Then cocked and unlocked from the top

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

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

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

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

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