Boss Hogg Outlawz - Freestyle (track 13) lyrics

rate me

[talking]

Yeah, Slim Thugger

Boss Hogg Outlawz motherfucker

(blow it out your ass)

[Slim Thug]

Slim a problem, they prolly got a price on his head

Cause the only way they'll be number one, is if he was dead

He take vacations, let them little cats get them some bread

Bomb 'em like we did Saddam, and jump back ahead

Slim a problem, he never give respect to niggaz

He's so conceded, cause he cash bigger checks than niggaz

Soon as somebody try to stand him up, next to niggaz

He always hit 'em with some heat, and wreck them niggaz

Slim a problem, all he do is fuck these hoes

He the reason niggaz in Houston, don't trust these hoes

Cause first time they turn they back, or got they eyes closed

He got 'em at the Hogg Kingdom, college girls exposed

Slim a problem, he got H-Town on lock

Cause when he ain't got no work, it ain't none on the block

The fiends be like Boss Man, can we get us some rocks

Till I stop, getting watched by the cops

Slim a problem, I wonder why we don't shine like him

We got major deals, but don't read Rolex Times like him

We on BET, but can't afford a blue line like him

But until we grind like him, (no-no-no)

[talking]

It's not finna happen nigga

(you don't love me, and I know now)

Boss Hogg Outlawz, Lil Mel

[Lil Mel]

I'm on that pimp shit, sticking hoes to a flock

Make 'em give they self up, like suspects to the cops

They know my loot better made, if it's not

I raise the right hand, they be like (no-no-no)

No mail, I get your mail

If my sluts ain't acting right, I give them hoes hell

Nigga I put 'em out, to get cheese and if they trick

Don't pay fees, I pull and squeeze he be like (no-no-no)

Y'all don't know, bout these cats in the game

How they act in this game, when they stack a lil' change

You need more advantage, to keep yourself sustained

Cause Mel keep the Mack contained, but y'all don't (no-no-no)

I keep rags with no sticks, like in a fairy

Piece got more big rocks, nigga than the cemetery

My chest, wrist and ear is all visionary

So when I walk in the club, haters be (no-no-no)

We the reason, why laws stay mad

And po' niggaz get flashy, and baby mamas get jazzy

And it ain't shit, to get your bitch to suck dick

If she get up before and spit, I'll be like (no-no-no)

[talking]

Ha-ha, it's not finna happen nigga nope

Boss Hogg Outlawz, we the shit round this motherfucker

We off the streets nigga (I know that's right)

Wannabe-ass gangsta-ass niggaz, ha-ha

Rayface run it, hey

[Kyleon]

It's a fee for me, Kyleon don't speak freely

I abuse these tracks, like this the beat ceiling

So when you see me, act like you know hoe

Or get a bullet in your fro hoe (no-no-no)

I don't battle, but you can go toe-to-toe with the 4-4

Boss Hogg Outlawz, we rolling like the po-po

So pay close attention, cause a gangsta just spoke hoe

Cause you don't wanna get smoked hoe, (no-no-no)

Ha-ha too bad, cause Kyleon fin to get cake

I got that East coast feeling me, on Who-Kid's mix tape

I got 'em like, hey yo this kid spits great

So quit trying to hate bitch, and go get your shit straight

Ask around, I been the shit for years

My badge bigger, than some of these clicks careers

Cause Kyle switch styles, like he switch the gears

You ain't know, then go fix your ears

[talking]

PJ what, uh yeah

Rap hustler baby, Boss Hogg Outlawz

Uh, uh yeah, know I'm saying what

Dream team baby, yeah check me out