Boss Hogg Outlawz - Freestyle (track 16) lyrics

rate me

[talking]

Yeah, Slim Thugger, Boss Hogg Outlawz

Boyz-N-Blue, H-Town to N.Y

[Slim Thug]

Reintroducing from Houston, Slim Thug the Boss

Not from N.Y., but in my city I rep the North

Down South I'm popular, in the streets and the hood

But even when I'm in the East, my people treat me real good

And the West got much respect, for the boy Slim Thugger

I connected across the states, with all the hustlers

Most folks say they fuck with me, cause they know I keep it real

One of the richest independent rappers, without a deal

And still I keep it G, cause basically that's me

And everything I speak on, when you see me you'll see

And I ain't gon lie I never killed, and I prolly never will

But I'll send niggaz to your crib, and tell 'em send me the bill

My bank account well over a mill, and it feel real good

But I still got more hustle, than most niggaz in the hood

I just had to quickly brief you, and properly greet you

I'm Slim Thugger, New York it's a pleasure to meet you

[Kyleon]

I'm a menace to society, like Caine and O-Dog

I keep it so gangsta, when I'm bringing the flow dog

I'm highly anticipated, like a fiend when he bringing the blow dog

So you bet' not back-do' me, if I'm speaking befo' y'all

I can spit a few verses, that'll weaken your flow dog

You're not that nice, I been peeping your flow dog

Cause I'm not the type of nigga, to bow down to the cunt black

I can go off a weak beat, even a crunk track

I'm finna to start making rappers, bar they contracts

I'm a G five apple mack, you more like a come back

I'm the nigga that your main gal, keeping in contact

I knock her down daily, you ain't hit for a month flat

Since Kyleon came, I done stained niggaz brains

I got 'em all listening, to the game's Mark Twain

I'm the shit from 2-49, to Hiram-Clarke mayn

I'm what they banging in Benzes, and in they parks mayn

I can rock a fella, like Oschino and Sparks mayn

Bust 'em up, body bag 'em outline 'em in chalk mayn

Cause I'm a threat to these niggaz, like weapons of mass destruction

Cause we keep undergrounds, in mass production

So you better watch, who your bitch ass discussing

Cause you don't want a hollow point bullet, to pass your buttons

I ain't fin to put a bullet, in your ass for nothing

Just in case that you thought, Kyleon ass was bluffing

[talking]

It's your boy Jamming Ass Joe

Keeping it going, going down going live

Like that chere, I'm up in this

Motherfucking Hogg, but we done turned

It into Funk hoe, I got motherfucking

Yellow ass tied up, duct taped over there

He ain't goin be going nowhere for a while

T-Pop had to step out, and do his lil' thang

His lil' smoke break, you know how he do it

But I want y'all to make sure

Y'all go pick up that Boyz-N-Blue

On April 13th brah, when it come out

It's Jamming Ass Joe, moving out