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Boss - Represent Gangsta lyrics
(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 ballBoss - Represent Gangsta - http://motolyrics.com/boss/represent-gangsta-lyrics.html
 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]












