My Boyz
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
Them boys, fuck that... My boys go harder
Shouts out to Big Duke, Mingo and Lil Carter
That's some of the hardest niggas that I can tell you bout
The rest of my niggas be up in the clubs knocking niggas out
That's how it goes when your up in my city
Cuz even the jackers get jacked
Cuz up in the South, shit ain't pretty
Lacs with 4 doors
For my city, there's no hoes
Big ups to Road Dogg
That nigga keep quarters and O's
Yup, I'm sure I can make shit happen
Kick in a nigga door, man
And straight bitch-slap 'em
Pull out the 9, nigga
And watch me tap him
Take all the work, and ah B-Dash happy!
Some cliques don't like it
But B & B causing straight trapping
You niggas stay on the sidelines and stop asking
I keep it gutter bro and that shit on the real, tho
Them boys got my back from now on till the end, hoe!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
My boys locked up and some on crack now
Ihe rest of my niggers be in the hood
Trying to hold it down
Cuz Simmesport be a gutter place
If you ain't never heard of my place
When you step in my space
You better be straight
When shots rang out from the pig alley
So tragic! No stress
When you let a young nigga have it
Cooked raw Raised up in the projects
Where they stripped and so cars
And end up running from the law
That's just the cost when you talk to the FED's
Talk to the FED's and you in end up dead!
My niggas don't play
AK's ready to spray
And we gutter any day
You best to stay on my way
When I'm ready to roll
If you ain't trapping by my rules
You gotta go
My boys will get you
My boys on the grind 24/7
And we ready to split ya!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
Them boys, fuck that... My boys go harder
Shouts out to Big Duke, Mingo and Lil Carter
That's some of the hardest niggas that I can tell you bout
The rest of my niggas be up in the clubs knocking niggas out
That's how it goes when your up in my city
Cuz even the jackers get jacked
Cuz up in the South, shit ain't pretty
Lacs with 4 doors
For my city, there's no hoes
Big ups to Road Dogg
That nigga keep quarters and O's
Yup, I'm sure I can make shit happen
Kick in a nigga door, man
And straight bitch-slap 'em
Pull out the 9, nigga
And watch me tap him
Take all the work, and ah B-Dash happy!
Some cliques don't like it
But B & B causing straight trapping
You niggas stay on the sidelines and stop asking
I keep it gutter bro and that shit on the real, tho
Them boys got my back from now on till the end, hoe!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
My boys locked up and some on crack now
Ihe rest of my niggers be in the hood
Trying to hold it down
Cuz Simmesport be a gutter place
If you ain't never heard of my place
When you step in my space
You better be straight
When shots rang out from the pig alley
So tragic! No stress
When you let a young nigga have it
Cooked raw Raised up in the projects
Where they stripped and so cars
And end up running from the law
That's just the cost when you talk to the FED's
Talk to the FED's and you in end up dead!
My niggas don't play
AK's ready to spray
And we gutter any day
You best to stay on my way
When I'm ready to roll
If you ain't trapping by my rules
You gotta go
My boys will get you
My boys on the grind 24/7
And we ready to split ya!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
My boys kicked in your damn front door
My boys rolled through in a Lac, 4-door
My boys might even pull a 44
My boys, my niggas and my boys!
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Writer(s): Brandon Jones
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