ฟังเพลงIt's A Boy Thing (Explicit)

It's A Boy Thing - AZ

Yeah...Where's it at?

From Coke to Dope,

gettin' it on the outta state strip

Star Trek was the stamp

pass some outer space shit

Ice the bracelet, 3 karats,

custom made shit

Love or hate it, had two

bitches playin' day shit

Kept a cheese line security,

holdin' three nines

I'm tryin' to see mines, knowin'

diesel's on the decline

Whip the work up, more than traffic,

who's the first up?

See them young cats fuck wit that Crack,

but be the first stuck

Too many on the same block, same talk

In fact they all probably cop

from the same spot

I'm heavy in it, every car got the celli in it

Dash board Amor Alled up

Cherry scented

Trees mixed wit it, different

pagers every minute

Play the block smellin' easy miyach,

I'm buried in it

It's boss playin', respect the

lifestyle I'm portrayin'

Play the streets wit a freak up

in my loft playin'

Nickel nines, my prime young

duns'll stick you blind

Told the only way to get

doe is if you grind

Some thugs have all the luck

While some thugs feel all the pain

(Feel that)

Locked up doin' major time,

or on the

block still caught in the game

It's a boy thing (Morphine,

Quine Nine...Yeah)

It's the dope game (Bonita,

Thiedga, shoot it, sell it, snort it)

Some thugs have all the luck

(We got this)

Some thugs have all the fame

So now it's platinum, diamonds,

and gold, we all hold

Cars we all drove, hoes

we all know

Shorts in the summertime,

minks for the snow

Bitch ass niggas got back

snitched on the low

It's funny how the Feds

always knew where to go

It's our price, dope & vice,

watch me blow

It's real shifty, brought fam

to get ill wit me

To many 50/50 niggas tryin'

to chill wit me, build wit me

Plus my connects still hit me

What nigga? Nine on the cut,

shit is crispy

What makes a man? Most y'all

niggas fakin' y'all hand

Wrong shit up in you cake mix

takin' your grams

If you a hustla do it like the hustlas do

Clientel first before you try

stretchin' your stew

Big boys play for large sums

Stack up, strategize,

watch the cars come

It's all a game, never get

caught in the fame,

or short your change

Boy is a slang for Dope, girl is Cocaine

You no name, knock a Ki

of work in a week

Through word of mouth

came the clout,

now I'm hurtin' streets

CHORUS: Nature (AZ)

Some thugs have all the luck (Wha)

While some thugs feel all the pain

(You know?)

Locked up doin' major time

(Double digits),

or on the block still caught

in the game

It's a boy thing (3-5-7, 9 and a half)

It's the dope game

(Surprise, Body Bag, Unknown)

Control all the mad money,

98 Jag money

Brag money, the type killas

wanna bag from me

Name ringin' medallion

on my chain swingin'

We mastered, soldiers

even in the rain slingin'

Turkeys on Thanksgivin',

lovin' the chips

Seven day trips, bitches

just lovin' the dip

Can we live? No more

safe boxes in the cribs

Just bank accounts,

different ammounts,

fuck a bid

We slow grindin',

lady friends co-signin'

Legit jobs, houses, &

cars, but no shinin'

Life or death, learnin' new steps,

right from left

Preciseness, where I end off

you bite the rest

CHORUS: Nature (AZ)

Some thugs have all the luck

While some thugs feel all the pain

(You know)

Locked up doin' major

time (25 with a L),

or on the block still caught

in the game

It's a boy thing (Woar)

Some thugs have all the luck

While some thugs feel all

the pain (It's like this)

Locked up doin' major

time (It's on & on & on),

or on the block still

caught in the game

It's a boy thing

Game don't stop... Wha...

You know the kings,

we know the kings, it's

like this y'all...VIP.. Ved bag,

dope thinkin',

niggas gnawin' off this

shit, huh, 98, huh, ya hear?

Ghetto Fabulous baby,

What the fuck? We

out