Lyrics:
boyz
I'm from uptown New Orleans, straight out the hood
I jumped off the spinners sayin', "I wish you would"
Nigga walked up on me mean-muggin' talkin'
a long ways from Lindberg's flying
The back of a remo (alright)
You can catch Nukey posted up
Right off 80-65
With some real ass niggas (yeah)
Who
ready to go to tha pen
You lil boyz ain't ready to be sleepin' with nothin' but men
You lil boyz better stay in your place
You lil boyz ain't gon' be
a long ways from Lindberg's flying
The back of a remo (alright)
You can catch Nukey posted up
Right off 80-65
With some real ass niggas (yeah)
Who
a long ways from Lindberg's flying
The back of a remo (alright)
You can catch Nukey posted up
Right off 80-65
With some real ass niggas (yeah)
Who
Boyz don't cry]
In twenty fourteen I moaned they shot big bro in the head and put his face on the news and wrote shit on his name I was mad and confused
the Spielberg
Movie magic making yea you feel her but her friend is flaming
Not a new year but we celebrating
Off boyz say wuh (Wuh)
Off boyz go wah (Wah)
Off
gunfights under the street lights
I'm used to those
It's dem Boyz N Da Hood, sell anything for profit
Five in the mornin' on the corner clockin'
Yeah we
I said shit real
I know how baggin' a whole brick feel
But Cass'
Do you know how battlin' a whole Crip feel?
Who grip steel? Revolver with the spin
nigga in the streets
Hand out to the guap
Get a deal
Imma go and drop a chain off top
Try to reach imma teach
Dont get taught by the glock
I just
up the ball and the chain
Dropped off on all you lames, y'all all in my way
Ayy, they been inflicted by this off top
On top of the injured list, sit
have faith
I'm blinded by these flashing lights
New marching bands got me very tight
Shorty you got caught in the hype
All of a sudden you wanna catch
a gangsta, I don't need rap for nothin'
And only play games in the A or Compton
Hop by the box, Chevy murder, any man standin'
It's Boyz N Da Hood, E tell 'em
Surrounded, as he is most days, by a
Small cadre of management
And marketing professionals
Each of them with a stake in
His career there are representatives
depressed)
Really droppin' off the acid with my gents
(Yuh)
I'm at the , I'm Freddy with the texts
Skull like cherry, so I'm never on the bench
Feel like AOL
scotching
New attraction, top option, clock stopping
Stop watching, me - cause you gone end up
With the beat, cuz I pine box it, pop-pop-pop-pop like a 9
Gadsden, Alabama
My name is Wayne, I'm from Alabama
Here's the back story
I just fell off the turnip truck with Ernest Tubb
I'm 33, I've got 3 kids
cut me off
And some others that I cut off
I gave my heart
I gave my soul
I broke new ground
It ate me up
Gave myself up for your lies
That's a feeling I
Coming out to dance with other drones who couldn't give a damn
But when the night calls
Redcurrant lipstick with the lights off
Look at all the bottles
(Brrt, brrt) Three ninety two, switch it out with the cat
I count a million right here on my lap
Bought a new Spider then take off the plastic
I
They need to do better
They shoulda knew better
They shoulda knew better
They shoulda knew better
City on back like a new sweater
Im tryna die in a house
to hear
Kid capri and lost boyz need it loud and clear
Cause I got something that you need to hear
Verse one: lost boyz
Hey yo
I only hit you with
Hop
Picked the "Truth" beat for Beanie
And I was in the session with him, I had my demo with me
You know, like I always do
I played a songs, he's
coming up and shining the bright light
Nothing better to do, than fuck with the pride
When you hide behind your badge, your gun and ride
Billy club show
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