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lirik lagu here to say – boaz

it all started with a dollar and a dream
i can remember back to junior high, 28 grams of pot rolled on the b
it was a tippin’ off, let me know i had to get my weight up
and from out from out of that liquor store
i mean what i gotta do to see a brick of mo?
my hair’s in everything, my position is piv and toe
ship a yack from a plastic cup, my pores open
flow hard as the steel mill but ‘fore smokin’
the realest sh-t that i ever spoke, i never wrote it
communicated in 3rd person, i’m never quoted
street politics, earn your stripes and get promoted
no bullsh-t for barack obama, i never wrote it
i’m just a hustler, allergic to election time
but ain’t no harm in swingin’ a bat block for collection time
hit the corner twice, jumped out and threw ‘em off
hide my face behind the frames and a louie scarf

stay fly n-gg-
fresh as all outdoors
i’ll lotto m n-gg-
i ain’t goin’ nowhere
these n-gg-s don’t know what i do
hustlin’ baby, chillin’

all i gotta say is this n-gg- the coolest
his wrist is the bluest
chickens come in flocks, b-tches wanna do us
shammy in the coolers, it’s a party, it’s a party
cali green in the cuba, you could call me mr. marley
finale is chris farley or an angel want his harley
or a rapper in this mazzy on a track built kamikaze
the flow is crazy, it’s boaz
bo be the hustler, act like you know me baby
paper stackin’, lady mackin’ like goldie baby
oh you ain’t know? i be ballin’ like kobe baby
hit the game with the alla knivers and crossover
that was h-lla work, i done put work on young shoulders
respect the hustle, chef the next rick ruben of rap music
i’m about to be the second rustle
got your lady doing yoga in the rover
right in front of the club, i’mma play ‘er til it’s over

yea f-ckers, look
real n-gg-s do what they want
suckers do what they can
add yourself
what side of the streets you on?
yea you know

n-gg-s catch feelings when you f-ck these hoes
they wear new clothes but that’s just how sh-t goes
this my life style, it’s all part of my nature
lost a lot of real n-gg-s who’s hard to replace it
so i’m callin’ my maker, bless me with the proper team
point blank period, we all ready to top the z
persevere like gladiators in the coliseum
but they preserve my godly flesh in the mausoleum
with all my riches and b-tches like the pharaoh
my pyramid be bigger than mount kilimanjaro
that’s my att-tude, i’m still from the ghetto
left the two give applause in the club like sean barrow

c-cksucker..

- boaz

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