This for them boys with the drugs in they house This for them boys with the slugs in they mouth This ones for them boys with the taps on phone They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin caps with the
This for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This for them boys! (Hustlin!)
This one's for boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) one's for them boys! (Hustlin!)
This one's for the ones that making cheddar, that fetty, all they hussle Make a def jam out in the streets, without What's so is that I came in this game With the ones who "Bang Bang", make your brains hang, and it is a Bitch, better have my fetty Before I put this mm-mm to head and make your shit look like spaggetti Y'all ain't The hatchet you like a machete Left hand bust the roscoe, right hand hold the whip
J] This ones for the from the darkest corners To the streets of Hell. These boys ain't no And warrin' is every day, and the cost soft Even when they miss, you get a shoulder blown off This ones for the boys who hollow tips like gum And wash it down with everclear cause the care ain't And these boys be the bad guys, and switch put a bullet clean through your head and into your bitch
This ones for them boys with the drugs in house ones for them boys with the slugs in they mouth This ones for them boys with the on they phone They know the on they zone, and peelin caps with the chrome
one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This for them boys! (Hustlin!)
one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This one's for boys! (Hustlin!)
This is for them boys up all night, wax packs with heroin Up on the block doing the Aero Flyn Gettin money, everything you brand new Pockets stay lumpy grandma's stew When you true to the game, the will be true to you What up though, ghost if I say so Guns and ammo - I buy em buy the I get you hit for fifty pesos
J] This ones for boy A killjoy, toy boy, I'm sick, boy Click-bang go the foe foe, off go the There go the poe poe off into Oh well, I'm in motel, Six And I got your chick on the tip of dick Now she taking it in, sinking it in, her I'm shakin them, and I know when I'm be done
Then I'm a be my gun ones for the boys saying fuck the "5-0" Fuck the 5-0 when it's all survival Talkin to my pistol help My said "blasphemy" until I shot on myself one's for the money figures The go-getters, Twenty-four seven ones for the pill poppers Eh yo fuck that, this for the head-choppers
J] This one's for the people livin in them sewer pipes Makin a living off of all aint right And this is for them witches that was to stakes And for the killers that seen me after death shakes And peddlers on the corner when it's ice-cold And bobies on the side of the road This is for that part of the city everybody warns about Where throats get out
This ones for boys with the drugs in they house ones for them boys with the slugs in they mouth This ones for them boys with the taps on they They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin with the chrome
This for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This for them boys! (Hustlin!)
This for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This for them boys! (Hustlin!)