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Represent Gangsta Lyrics - Singles - Boss Hogg Outlawz

(featuring Sir Daily, Kyleon & Slim Thug) 

 

(*talking*) 

Yeah, ladies and gentlemen 

You now tuned in to the, Boyz-N-Blue 

Slim Thug the Boss, Kyleon 

Sir Daily, C. Ward, we are the Boss Hogg Outlawz 

 

[Kyleon] 

Put your hood up, like your car broke 

Get crunk, get your lungs filled with cigar smoke 

Get drunk fall over, act a jackass 

DJ cut that shit up, until you crack glass 

Get the picture mayn, take a couple shots 

Hit the bar buy it out, take a couple shots 

Chunk a pole hit the flo', take a couple bops 

Make her shake it up, move it round make it drop 

We them Boss Hoggs, we them Outlawz 

Every city every club mayn, we outlaws 

Catch us in the valet, in a drop dog 

Badges on our chest, looking like the cops dog 

Them Boyz-N-Blue, got it locked mayn 

Taking over cities, taking over blocks mayn 

Selling rap records, not selling rocks mayn 

Boss Hogg Outlawz, it don't stop mayn 

 

[Hook - 4x] 

Get your hands up, put your hood up 

Throw your sets up, chunk your side up gangstas 

 

[Slim Thug] 

Get your hands up, everybody stand up 

It's going down tonight, put them other plans up 

Where my Boss Hoggs, where my outlaws 

Where my ballers that be balling, let me see you ball 

Where them chicks, that be breaking tricks for they cash 

Where them hoes, that be getting do' for they ass 

Where my niggaz not believing, in saving dust 

That never save a slut, or really gave a fuck 

Nigga pop a bottle, nigga pull a model 

Go on grab a fine dime, and mash on your throttle 

Where my smokers at, get your smoke on 

Fuck a sweet blaze a zone, get your choke on 

Fuck your teeth up, hold your piece up 

Get your grind on, tell you fuck your priest up 

Boss Hogg the bar, Boss Hogg a star 

Boss Hogg got the club, and Boss Hogg your car 

 

[Hook - 4x] 

 

[Sir Daily] 

Now let me see your neighborhood, if you know the flavor good 

Know the paper good, and you wish a hater would 

Talk down up on that, with chalk lines and chrome gats 

You using young we grown cats, tote 2's at home then your bones crack 

Sir Daily rep the set, a Boss Hogg the best of Tex 

We number one the rest is next, stop the chatter rest the plex 

All my niggaz in the club that get hype, and like to ball 

Show your ice let it hit the light, then hit the lot cause we fins to crawl 

24's like T.I., plenty hoes cause I'm a P-I 

M-P it's simply up in me, so don't ask why 

I do the thangs that I do, Blue Boyz the name and that's my crew 

Receiving brain from you main dame, and those blue cars outside dude 

From Hollywood to Holly-hood, I'm trying to see where the gangstas at 

Flipping raps not flipping crack, I'm trying to see where that paper at 

East to West North South, any hood it's all good black 

The mad bucks put your hands up, and let Daily see where your hood at 

 

[Hook - 4x] 

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