lirik lagu boss beezy - savage intro
yeah
whoa
y’all ready
lets get it
i used to pray for times like this to rhyme like this
so i had to grind like that to shine like this
and i put like 20 bands just on my right wrist
if you ask me whats beef you get your ma house hit
who ‘s dreams deflate like a crack fiend’s wait
sold crack to a pregnant lady hope her son okay
b-tch i’m coldhearted but hotter than the sun okay
n-gg- tried to book me but didn’t know i had my gun on me
watch a n-gg- squeeze i been a g never took a plead
i’m getting cheese 40 like a [?] cheese
i go the hardest crash dummies and they go r-t-rded
they love me when i was benching they hated me when i started
i’m aiming right at your noggin starving was not an option
i take you back to the time when no foriegns in my garage
now foreign b-tches they wild’n suckin f-ckin and gargling
begging for me to follow em anything for a bottle
i did it without a hour, i did it off of powder
hood n-gg-s got the power seen a drought once so i had to sell em some flour when i bought the new mercedes they thought it was leased then i bought the h-ll cat and i f-cked up the streets
n-gg- rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
muzzle if the dog so when i’m shooting it bark a lot
you talkin bout coppin work then what you talkin bout
i can get you work for the low n-gg- just walk a block
i ain’t say a word i ain’t say a word when them pigs had me cuffed up on the curb f-ck n-gg-
hold up what an hour i’m smokin on sour
thinking 9/11 how them boys knocked down them towers
booker got them fiends coming every half an hour
tbg b-tch that’s my click and we gone k!ll n-gg-s for that power
i’m the type of n-gg- make million [?] spend five hundred on whips
i know some n-gg-s in yo hood get you lined up from yo strip
like rick james i’m rich, if you run up wrong get hit
keep your small circles can’t let em do me like alpo did mitch
cause my mamma need that rent money
my daughter need new shoes
it’s a lot of guns got ceased up my hood need new tools
we play by the new rules i be on for them jewels
i graduated from that corner i’m the leader of the new school
they gone remember me, they gone remember me
a head shot will have you losing all your memories
so much money b-tch i feel like mitchey flynery
when i catch you hope you having the same energy
i say real n-gg-s what up, k!ll n-gg-s what up
if you really bout that murder gang then p-ssy n-gg- grip up
i got ar got ak bout to load a 50 clip up
i got hi tech and i pour it all in my sprite then i sip up i’m gone
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