Lyrics:
yay
Dem Boyz got purp, Dem Boyz got haze
Dem Boyz got glocks, Dem Boyz got K's
Dem Boyz got blocks, Dem Boyz gettin paid
(Young Jeezy)
If its
yay
Dem Boyz got purp, Dem Boyz got haze
Dem Boyz got glocks, Dem Boyz got K's
Dem Boyz got blocks, Dem Boyz gettin paid
(Young Jeezy)
If its
yay
Dem Boyz got purp, Dem Boyz got haze
Dem Boyz got glocks, Dem Boyz got K's
Dem Boyz got blocks, Dem Boyz gettin paid
(Young Jeezy)
If its
So bam bam
To what a bam bam (uh-huh)
Bam bam dilla, bam bam (what's happenin'? It's Maccy, Yay Boyz)
Bam bam dilla, bam bam (Yay Boyz, I see you)
and David gonna burst the net seams!
Burst to the net. Yay Larin, yay David good luck boyz!
Atiba the goat,
De Rosario kept us afloat
Hadn't qualified for
means to be a 305 representer
I started this shit (He's back) now watch me
That's dem Miami boyz
With them dade county face
Movin weight, we dem boyz
My bit hot like July
I got bad bitches on my line
Number 9 I can't lie
I got the 9 right by my side
Homocide boyz I aint gone die
Yea!
My bitch hot
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it back (back, back)
Yeah, yeah yeah, ay
What it is Block?
Boyz N Da Hood
Let's ride, nigga
Ay, ain't no
Turn me up in the headphones
That's cool...
Yay yay yay yay
Niggas say they with it, nigga they really fuckin with my gang
(They ain't fuckin with my
G'yeah, Slim Thugger, Killa Kyleon, PJ
Sir Daily, see-Ward, we the Boyz N Blue motherfuckers
what the-what them boys gon do, when them blue boys
money)
Yay!
[Chorus:]
(Heyyyyyyyyyy)
Konvikt (we gettin arab money) (alright boyz)
Konvikttttt musikkk (we gettin arab money)
[Verse: Lil Wayne]
Khaled
Thang
It's a black thing, you wouldn't understand
Shaquille O'Neal the real Superman
Boy, I hit like Roy
Versace, Versace to all the real D-Boyz
In
thru it
I aint playin fair jus kno that...
I slung at the store serving lil baggies
I had dem lil boyz go in there smashin
I cop from them hoes who was
[INTRO]
Dal Golfo Degli Angeli Baby
Yay
Yay
Yay
Let’s go
[RIT X2]
Mi sento Superman
Bro in West Italy I’m The Voice
Familia non è gang
Loro non son
Blood shot red
The feds gettin' bread from the pies
Wiseguys cops risk lay-off to stay off the block
Transportin' drop the Yay off
You paid off the top
the same ol' same
Bush run shit like Saddam Hussein
I cock and aim, clinically insane
To deal with this bullshit day to day
If I sell some yay or smoke some
bullshit day to day
If I sell some yay or smoke some hay
You bitches wanna throw me up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's
Ray
Run with the yay, drum on the 'K
Fuck with Lil Pump, you get shot in the face
Gucci the gang so we watchin' the snakes (Gucci)
Made me eight
всех boyz
Boys in the hood, сторонитесь баракуд
Выползает каракурт, в рот сует се дуло курт
Среди дур и их подруг, пробиваю звуком хук
Свежий труп зрит
easy for me mehn I had to sling that Yay
I played by the rules
Played by the rules (3x)
It’s just another day, I gotta get that pay,
it wasn’t easy for
stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz)
Self made self paid we latch around in our white tee
Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee
My hundred
stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz)
Self made self paid we latch around in our white tee
Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee
My hundred
2Pac and Biggie was the name, shit
Gone, gone, gone, long, long, long
What we play on my block, nigga?
So much yay on my block, nigga
This before I
stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz)
Self made self paid we latch around in our white tee
Ashy black shirt well get down in ya brown tee
My hundred
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