ฟังเพลงBoy Boy

Boy Boy - G-Unit

Tougher than leather ni**a

I'm tougher than an African kid running bare-foot in the gullies ni**a

Know what I'm saying Tough

OG now ni**a

Yeah Yeah

To all living things around me

Cash rules everything around me

Your music is unenthusiastic

My jewelry glow in the dark

Škorpion from Serbia catch you in traffic

20-round clip curved magazine

And you could leave the Earth over small little things

John Gotti hit the cake go bada bing

And you ain't do sh*t when them things start to ring

South side we outside niggas kill son

They'll Seattle Seahawk you throwing bullets like Wilson

White sheets cover his feet Ku Klux Klan'ed your man

Left him in the streets strap in his left hand

The thought of even coming around here was a death plan

And if a ni**a cosign that he a yes man

Shoot the f**k out of a f**k ni**a I'm all f**ked up

So loser I lose the dice game getting stuck up

When sh*t real you get killed around here it's not a big deal

Load her out ni**a use my big b**ch for a shield

You know I'm saying

Thank you for real

Boy boy boy boy boy boy

When your mouth to be shooting

You find out that we been shooting all along

Boy boy boy boy boy

You get caught without that Ruger

We put hot sh*t through you then we gone

Boy boy boy boy boy

Boy don't let me catch you slipping boy boy

Boy you know I get to tripping boy boy

Boy don't let me strap that clip in boy boy

Boy you know I get to tripping boy boy

My money up when them mills come

LA Reid with the d**e son Jimmy Iovine with the coke son

Wise time fly by I'm an OG bad b**ch with double D's

Ni**a Jordan couldn't palm these feel the breeze

Wrap 'em in satin they be gone by the morning

Federal subpoenas while SWATs kick the doors in

F**k up the sheets the electric tapes to your door though

I show that b**ch how to breathe under water

Excusez moi French b**ches bending over

Snatch 'em out the whip throw 'em in the Range Rover

Snitches and phones catch the 30 piece from the jewelry

Free while why they text 'bout Lazzy body

Frank Lucas put flowers on Bump graves every Tuesday

That's loyalty and don't listen to everything your lawyer say

Red dot surgery with the laser

Have a ni**a missing like that plane from Malaysia

Fo' fo's long nose is Gonzo's

Hundred rounds drum on the K that's bongos

Running your mouth with deadly convos I clap like bravo

Bend back for the encore ni**a huh

You p**sy niggas think you got nine lives

I'mma make sure I stick you more than nine times

With that ice pick I'm a cold killer

You tucking your tail and growing whiskers rat ni**a

Boy boy boy boy boy boy

When your mouth to be shooting

You find out that we been shooting all along

Boy boy boy boy boy

You get caught without that Ruger

We put hot sh*t through you then we gone

Boy boy boy boy boy

Boy don't let me catch you slipping boy boy

Boy you know I get to tripping boy boy

Boy don't let me strap that clip in boy boy

Boy you know I get to tripping boy boy