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

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

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

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

Killa with 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 nice with the mic, gotta convince my
I wreck every beat I'm on, it's my duty, mayn

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

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

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

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

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

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

In God we trust, 'cause He down us
My team supreme, hot boys sped up
Slim Thugger, the Slim that I am so gangsta
'Cause that's how my was programmed
It's the Boss, niggaz best 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, are you gonna do
When we at you?