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No Bozos
by Baby Boy47
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How you actin' like you gangsta, never slid, never did shit
Say you a slime, but you ain't slime, you only shot two out your clip
It's four niggas, that's four shooters, it's four sticks up in this whip
Wasnt goin' to school, we takin' ventures through the opps like it's a trip
First one we catch, we hit his head, can't tap that head, let's spin again
Brand new SRT, look bro, I'm too thirsty to change the VIN
Heard you holdin', got them P's, we fuck around, kick the door off hinges
He got a ticket, we gon' cash out more than 20, kill his friend
We do murder ones and DOAs, what opp block? We gon' flip today
On the net, they gangstas, on them blocks, they ass be gettin' chased
Jeep to fast we gettin' away, hit they lights, but it's too bad, we already on the interstate
This Mr. Chase, say a nigga blew me down and I ain't get back, no, you mistaken
He say me and Baby Boy did this and that, that nigga chasin' it
DJ Hurt me bad , I can't tell when niggas fakin' it
Ayy, keep it funky, tell him Chris Block Nuski Gang, be chasin' shit
762s be breakin' shit, love when my lil' bitch take the dick
Gangsta but can't take a risk, get a switch, that's the starter kit
Ridin tryin' to catch a vix, spend the low with these dirty sticks
Opps will tell you, they know about gettin' hit with them hollow tips
How you actin' like a gangsta? Never slid, never did shit
Say you a slime, but you ain't slime, you only shot two at your club
It's four niggas, that's four shooters, it's four sticks up in this whip
Wasn't going to school, we takin' ventures, threw the opps like it's a trip
First one we catch, we hit his head, can't tap that head, let's spin again
Brand new SRT Look bro , I'm too thirsty to change the VIN
Heard you holdin', got them P's, we fuck around, kicks door off the hinges
He got a ticket, we gon' cash out more than twenty, kill his friend
Ayy, little boy, ayy, long live the gang, bitch, pull up a brain, bitch
Ha ha ha
How you actin' like you gangsta, never slid, never did shit
Say you a slime, but you ain't slime, you only shot two out your clip
It's four niggas, that's four shooters, it's four sticks up in this whip
Wasnt goin' to school, we takin' ventures through the opps like it's a trip
First one we catch, we hit his head, can't tap that head, let's spin again
Brand new SRT, look bro, I'm too thirsty to change the VIN
Heard you holdin', got them P's, we fuck around, kick the door off hinges
He got a ticket, we gon' cash out more than 20, kill his friend
We do murder ones and DOAs, what opp block? We gon' flip today
On the net, they gangstas, on them blocks, they ass be gettin' chased
Jeep to fast we gettin' away, hit they lights, but it's too bad, we already on the interstate
This Mr. Chase, say a nigga blew me down and I ain't get back, no, you mistaken
He say me and Baby Boy did this and that, that nigga chasin' it
DJ Hurt me bad , I can't tell when niggas fakin' it
Ayy, keep it funky, tell him Chris Block Nuski Gang, be chasin' shit
762s be breakin' shit, love when my lil' bitch take the dick
Gangsta but can't take a risk, get a switch, that's the starter kit
Ridin tryin' to catch a vix, spend the low with these dirty sticks
Opps will tell you, they know about gettin' hit with them hollow tips
How you actin' like a gangsta? Never slid, never did shit
Say you a slime, but you ain't slime, you only shot two at your club
It's four niggas, that's four shooters, it's four sticks up in this whip
Wasn't going to school, we takin' ventures, threw the opps like it's a trip
First one we catch, we hit his head, can't tap that head, let's spin again
Brand new SRT Look bro , I'm too thirsty to change the VIN
Heard you holdin', got them P's, we fuck around, kicks door off the hinges
He got a ticket, we gon' cash out more than twenty, kill his friend
Ayy, little boy, ayy, long live the gang, bitch, pull up a brain, bitch
Ha ha ha
