Представляем точный текст композиции "Boyz-n-blue" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Boss Hogg Outlawz . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Boyz-n-blue» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Boss Hogg Outlawz передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Boss Hogg Outlawz - "Boyz-n-blue"
Lyrics to Boyz-n-blue : [Hook] Boyz-N-Blue, straight at you Now tell me, what are you gonna do [x2] When we come at you Uh, uh, uh.. [Sir Daily] I break the microphone with ease, its a gift to me I treat the track like a pigeon, just pimp the beat Daily sounds banging loud, like a symphony You fake niggaz trying to mack, its just sense to me Ima keep it on the real, bout this Hogging life Everyday we chasing scrill, trying to ball for life Keep the money on my mind, number one all time Other dummies gonna wine, when we come out shining Its plain and simple, Ima get this do Kick a nigga in his face, like I kick his do Spit a nigga in the face, like I spit this flow Daily riding solo, known for spending his do Ima hit this hoe, then change locations Cause Im hungry for the green, so I stays impatient Green light on the mic, Ima change the nation Sir Daily on the mic, so dont change the station [Hook] [Kyleon] Killa nice with his hands, like Vince Dasene Keep a semi with a light, thats named Prince Hakim Get more respect than a king, and a prince you seen I heard you nice with the mic, gotta convince my team I wreck every beat Im on, cause its my duty mayn Make a hit and dont say shit, like Putie Tang I can hit a chick and dont pay shit, its big pimping Rock and handcuffing or saving a trick, you big sissy So pay me what you owe me, on the block I put this part up to your Cavaliers, Im like Kobe with the glock Or Obi-One-Kinobi, with the glock Cause I put the beam to your head, and rob you niggaz blind When you blink, and your bread in Have you niggaz hollering, and scream When you scared in, a hospital bed And you dream that you dead, but youre not Get you shot glock, shot when its popped Then its cocked and unlocked, from the top [Hook] [Slim Thug] Its grind time, Im feeling like this is my prime I got a lot of shit on my mind, when I put it down Im trying to put seven circles, behind my dolla signs And push a drop top, thats hand designed With a B on the behind, floss like a boss Valet park it, run up my penthouse Im hungry, tired of being Starving Marvin Had to hit Interscope, and tell Jimmy lets bargain The Dirty South Arching, belong to us Its us Boyz-N-Blue, leaving boys in dust In God we trust, cause he down with us My whole team supreme, hot boys sped up Slim Thugger, the Slim Thug that I am So gangsta, cause thats how my brain was programmed Its the Boss, niggaz best respect my fam Or catch bullets in they flesh, till my Tech 9 jam [Hook] [ Boyz-n-blue Lyrics ]
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