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Livin' Loc'd Lyrics - Singles - Boss

Yo, man, fuck that, man 

Niggaz be on some real bullshit 

Yo, I'll bust that nigga ass, get the fuck outta here 

Yo, what the fuck is up, bitch? 

Where the fuck you been at, man? 

 

Yo, man word is bond niggaz in here be frontin' 

Niggaz can't get off that ol' bullshit 

Word up, man, fuck that, knahmsayin'? 

 

Yo, I'm muh'fuckin' sticky fuckin' fingaz, knahmsayin'? 

Fuck that, and this motherfuckin' bitch Boss 

And word is bond I want you to tell these motherfuckers 

How we livin' Boss, tell 'em 

 

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Broke as a goddamn joke 

Up in Detroit and once again I'm just a few short 

Couple of hundred bucks, so fuck the rent 

My share of that shit got spent on some Newports 

So yankin' many motherfuckers is my new sport 

 

I'm ready to blast and kill for a rap deal 

Fuck the landlord and the gas bill, we don't give a fuck 

We sickin' shit of livin' shabby 

Waited until my cash got right then took a flight to Cali 

 

Off into the night, me and Dee up into mo' hell 

Got into some shit befo' we even reached the hotel 

Fuck the dumb shit, gotta get rich at the same time 

'Cause niggaz steady throwin' up they gang sign 

 

No loot, no more palm trees, no more calm breeze 

But it's cool, deez bitches 'bout to slang ki's 

So on my hip goes a pager, [Incomprehensible] major 

It's two bad behavior bitches that got gangsta flavor 

 

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See a punk, kill a punk and then we mug 'em quick 

Out to get paid, motherfuck this strugglin' shit 

Bullshit's nothin' to a bitch with no emotions 

Tell 'em how the fuck you livin', I'm livin' like loc'd 

 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

Livin' loc'd, bitch niggaz get smoked 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

Livin' loc'd, motherfuckers 

 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

Livin' loc'd, bitch niggaz get smoked 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

And all the bitch ass niggaz can suck my dick 

 

Buck, buck, then I let the trigger loose 

Motherfuckers better duck, but it ain't no goddamn duck duck goose 

Haven't you heard of this murderous bitch crawlin' slow? 

And puttin' lead to the head of my foes on the down low 

 

'Cause all we got we fuckin' tooken it 

Got ourselves a buck and now we roll it, fuck footin' it 

Cruisin' down the 'shaw, smokin' joints 'cause we blaze weed 

Down to [Incomprehensible] spot 

Cluckers kickin' in their Daisies 'n shit 

 

'Cause niggaz'll never drop the dirt 

Do we're layin' niggaz on they back 

Then actin' like we never even fuckin' knew ya 

Unload the clip off in your chest, take a deep breath 

Goddamn, what a motherfuckin' bloody mess 

 

Sleepin' on benches, turned us into roguest bitches 

We jumpin' fences from the feds through puddles and ditches 

Goin' out, don't give a fuck if I get smoked 

Yo, at least I'm goin' out loc'd 

 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

 

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd 

Livin' loc'd, bitch niggaz get smoked 

Livin' loc'd 

 

And for any bitch beefin' then the Boss will have to put a 

Ass full of my foot for fuckin' with the butchers 

Fuck next, steppin' with gauge upon my hip, weapon 

Nine double m's for the 187 

'Cause I'm nothin' but a mag totin' bitch, smokin' fifty bags 

Rollin' niggaz up like the motherfuckin' zig zag 

 

Understand this bitch never [Incomprehensible] mine 

Or catch two into your chest with the Tec 9 

'Cause ever since the days of way back 

I never played, you let the gat go rat a tat tat tat 

 

I fill gats, so how the fuck you figure, nigga 

Put you in kill range 'til you feel pain from the trigga, nigga 

When gangsta bitches just can't cope 

Niggaz are gettin' smoked nine trey and forever, livin' life loc'd 

 

It's the motherfuckin' Boss 

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