(*talking*)
Get or get (yeah) uh - 3x
Killa Kyleon nigga, check it out
[Kyleon]
I`m fin to put this, 22 to your brain
And leave a stain on your grain, when I aim and rain
Killa came claim fame, and he changed the game
And now won`t be no more weak rapping, nigga thangs done changed
Killa Kyelon`s the answer to your prayers, if you sick of the same
I look like him, how dare you compare me and say I`m the same
When I`m climbing the ladder, they be stuck in the same
Lil` spot on that block, trying to pedal they cane
You can`t see me, you can`t see me Killa out of your range
Except this Rolls Gold badge yeah, that hang on my chain
I entertain niggaz that slang, and dime piece dames
From the streets of Sugar Lane, back to Crane and mayn
I spit flames for your bang, when you switching the lanes
In the candy coated thangs, on 4`s and swangs
Now you can`t mention H-Town, unless you mention my name
Killa Kyle, Boss Hogg Outlawz the gang
[Hook]
That`s fa sheezie, be easy
(Now you can`t mention H-Town, unless you mention my name)
That`s fa sheezie, be easy
(Now you can`t mention H-Town, unless you mention my name)
That`s fa sheezie, be easy
(Now you can`t mention H-Town, unless you mention my name)
That`s fa sheezie, be easy
(Boss Hogg Outlawz the gang)
[Sir Daily]
It`s Sir motherfucking Daily, posted up in here
You could spot me from afar, by my wrist and my ear
My mouth and neck, the North till death
Ten G`s is my fee, of what it cost to wreck
These bosses set, from breaking the mic
First class on the plane, eating steak on a flight
They hate on my type, and knock the hustle
That`s why I keep the infa` beam, red dots to bush you
Now roll the dro up, and fire it up man
And puff-puff pass, till you high as fuck fam
Cause Daily do it, how it`s `spose to be
These Boyz-N-Blue is on top, you not close to we
It`s more trees roll V`s, that cost a lot
So clear the road when we roll, cause them bosses hot
We on top to the end, and that`s fa sheezie
So sit back and watch us ball, lil` nigga be easy
[Hook]
[PJ]
PJ, I`m a Boss Hogg stunner
Cap pealer dope dealer, motherfucking rap hustler
I reach out and touch you, straight up fuck ya
Hop out on your block, and let the SK cut ya
To my nigga Boogaloo, while you rest in peace
I`m about to act bad, show my ass on these streets
Yo my pain run deep, you niggaz still asleep
I`m a three time felon, still riding with heat
That`s fa sheezie, be easy
Cash money, is the only thing that please me
Bopping hoes trying to strut, waiting on a G to holla
Pimp bones in my body, bitch I`m all about the dolla
Fuck sipping drank, fuck popping pills
Let me touch a hundred mill, and I`ma tell you how it feel
My mind downloading, like a god damn computer
Plus my mouth piece deadly, as a P-90 Ruger
PJ nigga, it ain`t in a G to stop
Boss Hogg Outlawz, see you cowards at the top
[Hook]
