Boss Hogg Outlawz - Freestyle (track 11) lyrics

rate me

[talking]

Get or get (yeah) uh [x3]

Killa Kyleon nigga, check it out

[Kyleon]

I'm fin to put this, 22 to your brain

And leave a stain on your grain, when I aim and rain

Killa came claim fame, and he changed the game

And now won't be no more weak rapping, nigga thangs done changed

Killa Kyelon's the answer to your prayers, if you sick of the same

I look like him, how dare you compare me and say I'm the same

When I'm climbing the ladder, they be stuck in the same

Lil' spot on that block, trying to pedal they cane

You can't see me, you can't see me Killa out of your range

Except this Rolls Gold badge yeah, that hang on my chain

I entertain niggaz that slang, and dime piece dames

From the streets of Sugar Lane, back to Crane and mayn

I spit flames for your bang, when you switching the lanes

In the candy coated thangs, on 4's and swangs

Now you can't mention H-Town, unless you mention my name

Killa Kyle, Boss Hogg Outlawz the gang

[Hook]

That's fa sheezie, be easy

(Now you can't mention H-Town, unless you mention my name)

That's fa sheezie, be easy

(Now you can't mention H-Town, unless you mention my name)

That's fa sheezie, be easy

(Now you can't mention H-Town, unless you mention my name)

That's fa sheezie, be easy

(Boss Hogg Outlawz the gang)

[Sir Daily]

It's Sir motherfucking Daily, posted up in here

You could spot me from afar, by my wrist and my ear

My mouth and neck, the North till death

Ten G's is my fee, of what it cost to wreck

These bosses set, from breaking the mic

First class on the plane, eating steak on a flight

They hate on my type, and knock the hustle

That's why I keep the infa' beam, red dots to bush you

Now roll the dro up, and fire it up man

And puff-puff pass, till you high as fuck fam

Cause Daily do it, how it's 'spose to be

These Boyz-N-Blue is on top, you not close to we

It's more trees roll V's, that cost a lot

So clear the road when we roll, cause them bosses hot

We on top to the end, and that's fa sheezie

So sit back and watch us ball, lil' nigga be easy

[Hook]

[PJ]

PJ, I'm a Boss Hogg stunner

Cap pealer dope dealer, motherfucking rap hustler

I reach out and touch you, straight up fuck ya

Hop out on your block, and let the SK cut ya

To my nigga Boogaloo, while you rest in peace

I'm about to act bad, show my ass on these streets

Yo my pain run deep, you niggaz still asleep

I'm a three time felon, still riding with heat

That's fa sheezie, be easy

Cash money, is the only thing that please me

Bopping hoes trying to strut, waiting on a G to holla

Pimp bones in my body, bitch I'm all about the dolla

Fuck sipping drank, fuck popping pills

Let me touch a hundred mill, and I'ma tell you how it feel

My mind downloading, like a god damn computer

Plus my mouth piece deadly, as a P-90 Ruger

PJ nigga, it ain't in a G to stop

Boss Hogg Outlawz, see you cowards at the top

[Hook]