This ones for them boys the drugs in they house This ones for them boys with the slugs in they ones for them boys with the taps on they phone They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin with the chrome
one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This one's for boys! (Hustlin!)
one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This for them boys! (Hustlin!)
This one's for the ones that cheddar, that fetty, all about they hussle Make a def jam out in the streets, Russel so strange is that I came in this game With the ones who "Bang Bang", your brains hang, and it is a thang Bitch, better my muthafuckin fetty Before I put this mm-mm to your head and make your shit look like Y'all ain't The hatchet slit you like a Left hand bust the roscoe, right hand the whip steady
J] This ones for the boys from the corners To the streets of Hell. These boys ain't no And warrin' is every day, and the ain't soft Even they miss, you still get a shoulder blown off This ones for the boys who chew hollow tips gum And wash it down everclear cause the care ain't there And these be the bad guys, and cant switch They put a bullet clean through head and into your bitch
This ones for them boys the drugs in they house This ones for boys with the slugs in they mouth This for them boys with the taps on they phone They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin with the chrome
This for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This one's for boys! (Hustlin!)
This one's for boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This one's for boys! (Hustlin!)
This is for them boys up all night, stuffing wax packs heroin Up on the block straight the Aero Flyn Gettin money, you wear brand new Pockets stay lumpy like stew When you true to the game, the game will be to you up though, you're ghost if I say so Guns and - I buy em buy the caseload Then I get you hit for pesos
J] This for this boy A killjoy, toy boy, I'm sick, boy Click-bang go the foe foe, off go the go the poe poe off into Hell Oh well, I'm in motel, Six And I got your on the tip of this dick Now she it in, sinking it in, her titties I'm shakin them, and I don't when I'm be done
Then I'm a be my gun This for the boys saying fuck the "5-0" Fuck the 5-0 when it's all about Talkin to my pistol don't My shotgun said "blasphemy" I shot on myself This for the money figures The go-getters, Twenty-four seven ones for the pill poppers Eh yo that, this ones for the head-choppers
J] This one's for the livin down in them sewer pipes Makin a living off of all aint right And this is for them witches that was tied to And for the killers that seen me after death shakes And them peddlers on the corner when ice-cold And dead bobies on the side of the This is for that part of the city that everybody about throats get torn out
This ones for them boys the drugs in they house This ones for them with the slugs in they mouth This ones for them boys with the taps on they They the halfs on they zone, and peelin caps with the chrome
one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This one's for boys! (Hustlin!)
This for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This for them boys! (Hustlin!)