This ones for them boys with the in they house ones for them boys with the slugs in they mouth This ones for 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!) one's 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, fetty, all about they hussle Make a def jam out in the streets, without What's so strange is I came in this game With the ones who "Bang Bang", make your hang, and it is a thang Bitch, better have my fetty Before I put this mm-mm to your head and make shit look like spaggetti Y'all ain't The hatchet slit you like a hand bust the roscoe, right hand hold the whip steady
J] This ones for the boys the darkest corners To the streets of Hell. boys ain't no foreigners And is every day, and the cost ain't soft Even when they miss, you get a shoulder blown off This ones for the boys who chew hollow like gum And it down with everclear cause the care ain't there And these boys be the bad guys, and switch They put a bullet through your head and into your bitch
This for them boys with the drugs in they house This ones for them boys with the slugs in they This for them boys with the taps on they phone They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin with the chrome
This one's for boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This for them 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 with Up on the block doing the Aero Flyn Gettin money, you wear brand new Pockets stay lumpy like stew When you true to the game, the game be true to you What up though, you're if I say so Guns and ammo - I buy em buy the Then I get you hit for pesos
J] This ones for 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 chick on the tip of this dick Now she taking it in, it in, her titties I'm shakin them, and I know 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 it's all about survival Talkin to my pistol don't My said "blasphemy" until I shot on myself This one's for the figures The go-getters, Twenty-four non-stoppers This ones for the pill Eh yo fuck that, this ones for the
J] This one's for the people livin down in sewer pipes Makin a living off of all that aint And this is for them witches was tied to stakes And for the killers that have seen me after death And them peddlers on the corner when it's And dead on the side of the road This is for that of the city that everybody warns about Where throats get out
This ones for them 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 phone They know the halfs on they zone, and peelin with the chrome
one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) This for them boys! (Hustlin!)
This one's for boys! (Dirty hoodlums!) one's for them boys! (Hustlin!)