Boss Hogg Outlawz - Freestyle (track 8) lyrics

rate me

Yeah, yeah, yeah Killa

I'm a Hogg..

[Kyleon]

Kyleon's, no pretender G

I got a few of these bullets, I can send you G

Matter of fact fuck it, take the whole clip to your whip

My bullets on vacation, taking a trip to your lips

Snatch your ass out your car, flipping your whip

Roll up a dro square po' up a drank, then sip in your whip

Uh my flow dope, like what you would call crack

Now if I ain't a Outlawz, then what do you call that

Cause I'ma beat up the beat, like a fucking ball bat

Along with some niggaz, bout killing and all that

Me, Thugger, Sir Daily, Mel and PJ

Gon stay hogging, and doing shit the G way

Gon make us a bunch of money, fuck the freeway

And if you don't play our shit, we fucking up the DJ

It's a fact brah, I'm fin to stack brah

I can't cut these niggaz, no slack brah

My bullets, just like a crocodile hunter

So when they see your Gator, they finna attack ya

[Hook]

H-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hang

We waited and grilled out, that's a Outlaw thang

H-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hang

We waited and grilled out, that's a Outlaw thang

H-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hang

We waited and grilled out, that's a Outlaw thang

A lot of folks try to jack, from our Outlaw slang

Ain't no love, cause you can't love a Outlaw mayn

[Sir Daily]

I'm a Hogg, and ball 24/7

Hustle like I'm dope selling, but I'm just flow setting

Dro smelling, cause I keep that lit

Niggaz trying to hide they hoes, cause I skeet they chick

We deep as fuck over here, peep the cuts in my ear

All day no play, heat tucked over here nigga

You fucking, with a street team

That's money hungry for life, we got's to keep green

It's no shorts, no losses big cars

Big houses iced out, lights out

Here come them North Bosses, slash Hogging Outlawz

I'm in until the end, I'ma shout it not crawl

[Hook]

[PJ]

PJ what's the deal, wrecking mics showing skills

Hoe ass niggaz talking down, cause they see me chasing dolla bills

H-Town is my hood, ghetto star it's understood

Hit the club holding wood, hopping out smelling good

No grill no ice, do it once I'll do it twice

Hoe show up at the bar, sipping Hypnotic with no ice

Pull a star spit my game, hit the room get some brain

Pimps don't die we multiply, catch us up in two lanes

Break a bitch shake a bitch, she come around me I'll take your bitch

You niggaz out there, that's holding weight

Don't make no mistake, we'll take your bricks

My homies getting bread, got homies in the FED

PJ hoe I'm a killa for real, you fuck with me you feeling lead

I ain't scared I'm turned out, doing bad I'm burned out

Niggaz killing they brain cells, bitch put that sherm out

Once was lost but now I'm found, PJ platinum bound

Me whack yo how that sound, you smoking that shit like Bobby Brown

We rip tracks we spit facts, flip Lacs and grip gats

They took my nigga out the game, but homie we gon fix that

Northside time to ride, fuck with me like suicide

My world ain't been the same, since my homie pulled the loot out

Gangsta shit gangsta click, listen to a gangsta spit

Hope you understand, that you fucking with a gangsta bitch

Boss Hogg Outlawz, big money big balls

Fuck with one of my team mates and I'm gon bust your shit dog

[Hook x2]