I would share the definition of boss hoggin' with you white folks,
but no.
Boss hog outlaws,
serving black.
I told you we was coming, nigga.
Straight gangsta * for the motherfuckin' streets,
huh?
Yeah, we back.
Yeah.
That's what it is, man.
Blaze up some of that good green to this gangsta *.
Let's roll.
I got broke, I ain't broke no more.
A cow shot, ain't got a touch dope no more.
Hard cards on chrome, cause I hustle for that.
Respect it highly in the streets,
I struggle for that.
The fucker fucker by the sluts,
I got plenty of them.
Been three or four before I started running with Slim.
Niggas out on my dick cause they hoes like that.
Stay true to the game cause I roll like that.
I'm a hog in this game cause I rep this *.
Hard times, jail time, I done felt this *.
Long as they print money, I'ma get me some real.
If I keep rap hustlin', I'ma get me some real.
This boy's born for this *,
I'ma stay on my game.
Keep shakin' fake niggas, I'ma stay on my chain.
Till the homies dead and gone,
I'ma ball for y'all.
Hit the pool at home at home,
crawl,
crawl for y'all.
And get it,
get it with my grind,
I got it,
got it with the nine.
Left weak niggas behind us,
to the top,
* secondary.
I'm winning,
winning * by ending meanness,
it's scary.
A nigga scary,
my blood clear,
feel this drip sweat.
These eyes don't shed tears,
you gon' expect a tear or get rolled over.
And these chains,
these chains wear the outlaw chain.
We break it and re-attack,
that's the outlaw thing.
A lot of folks try to check us for our outlaw strain.
Ain't no love,
it can't,
it can't fill my outlaw vein.
And these chains,
these chains wear the outlaw chain.
We break it and re-attack,
that's the outlaw thing.
A lot of folks try to check us for our outlaw strain.
Ain't no love, it can't fill my outlaw vein.
We ride, we on rock, we groove.
We on top,
we move like air-stealth,
cause I'm not a step-up.
If anything, my hogs just step up.
Catch me in the middle of the war with my six.
You reppin', reppin', soldier by step.
Salute, salute when you see me.
ACG, A-T-T-R-A-7, L-O-C-G-C-P.
Move into the world, stop movin'.
OSC, Bozog, Young Holla.
Stoked down, cop out, H-Town, Rada.
Got that fire like a body.
Stay strapped up,
think I'm sleepin',
but I'm not,
yo.
Keep that heater tucked like a sucker with a bad heart.
A bad bitch, kinda like my bitch.
Model, lay down, shoot that pussy, *.
It's season nine, homie, you was the sixth.
Stupid,
that's a sold-out sketch while you watch my dick.