Boss Hogg Outlawz - Freestyle (Track 8) lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah k**a I'm a Hogg.. [Kyleon] Kyleon's, no pretender G I got a few of these bullets, I can send you G Matter of fact f** it, take the whole clip to your whip My bullets on vacation, taking a trip to your lips Snatch your a** out your car, flipping your whip Roll up a dro square po' up a drank, then sip in your whip Uh my flow dope, like what you would call crack Now if I ain't a Outlawz, then what do you call that Cause I'ma beat up the beat, like a f**ing ball bat Along with some n***as, bout k**ing and all that Me, Thugger, Sir Daily, Mel and PJ Gon stay hogging, and doing sh** the G way Gon make us a bunch of money, f** the freeway And if you don't play our sh**, we f**ing up the DJ It's a fact brah, I'm fin to stack brah I can't cut these n***as, no slack brah My bullets, just like a crocodile hunter So when they see your Gator, they finna attack ya [Hook] H-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hang We waited and grilled out, that's a Outlaw thang H-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hang We waited and grilled out, that's a Outlaw thang H-Town Texas, where the Outlawz hang We waited and grilled out, that's a Outlaw thang A lot of folks try to jack, from our Outlaw slang Ain't no love, cause you can't love a Outlaw mayn [Sir Daily] I'm a Hogg, and ball 24/7 Hustle like I'm dope selling, but I'm just flow setting Dro smelling, cause I keep that lit n***as trying to hide they hoes, cause I skeet they chick We deep as f** over here, peep the cuts in my ear All day no play, heat tucked over here n***a You f**ing, with a street team That's money hungry for life, we got's to keep green It's no shorts, no losses big cars Big houses iced out, lights out Here come them North Bosses, slash Hogging Outlawz I'm in until the end, I'ma shout it not crawl [Hook] [PJ] PJ what's the deal, wrecking mics showing sk**s Hoe a** n***as talking down, cause they see me chasing dolla bills H-Town is my hood, ghetto star it's understood Hit the club holding wood, hopping out smelling good No grill no ice, do it once I'll do it twice Hoe show up at the bar, sipping Hypnotic with no ice Pull a star spit my game, hit the room get some brain Pimps don't die we multiply, catch us up in two lanes Break a b**h shake a b**h, she come around me I'll take your b**h You n***as out there, that's holding weight Don't make no mistake, we'll take your bricks My homies getting bread, got homies in the FED PJ hoe I'm a k**a for real, you f** with me you feeling lead I ain't scared I'm turned out, doing bad I'm burned out n***as k**ing they brain cells, b**h put that sherm out Once was lost but now I'm found, PJ platinum bound Me whack yo how that sound, you smoking that sh** like Bobby Brown We rip tracks we spit facts, flip Lacs and grip gats They took my n***a out the game, but homie we gon fix that Northside time to ride, f** with me like suicide My world ain't been the same, since my homie pulled the loot out Gangsta sh** gangsta click, listen to a gangsta spit Hope you understand, that you f**ing with a gangsta b**h Boss Hogg Outlawz, big money big balls f** with one of my team mates and I'm gon bust your sh** dog [Hook - 2x]