Chinx - Real b**h lyrics

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Chinx - Real b**h lyrics

You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year (boss up n***a) You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year (boss up n***a) Quit cryin over sh**, shoulda been did it Whens is you gon' boss? Can't turn you back on your homies, they depend on ya Whens is you gon' boss? Back against the wall, n***a gotta hold the fort down Whens is you gon' boss? f** n***a talkin about cryin like he ain't eatin (f** 'em) n***a you won't boss Tear, sweat and blood like a new Piru Plushed out suite with a poolside view Double cup on me - two times two Sunset Boule about to loose my roof Got a couple freaks down to moulin rouge f** n***a ain't tryin' to do what I do Wasn't all that, only hit it once Told her I ain't down with the déjà vu You gon' boss when you just came home And your ex got a baby with your homie (damn) You gon' boss when your pockets on E And all you got is a fresh Glock 40 You gon' boss when you pull up to the club Jewels on lookin' like Drop Top Shorty You gon' boss when you got no choice But do it like a young n***a hit the court and drop 40 You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year (boss up n***a) You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year (boss up n***a) f** n***a cryin' over sh** he shoulda been did Whens is you gon' boss? Can't turn you back on your homies, they depend on ya Whens is you gon' boss? Arkansas native gotta hold the fort down Whens is you gon' boss? Stupid a** b**h talkin' about how she ain't freaky (what?) b**h, you won't boss Coming from the backwoods, smokin' backwoods Country n***a, flip a quarter sack, anotha make 100 Made it to the top floor from the dirt floor (?) Following the paper trail, I was headed to the money Told you n***as way back in the day that When I finally make it on my own all my n***as gonna shine Now you on the backroad by the front door 'bout wishin you was down with the sh** the whole time You gon' boss when your money stacked high Finna mess with more pies (?) and ya n***as all eatin' You gon' boss when you pull up in the brand new foreign Park it right in front, makin' sure they all see ya You gon' boss when you realize these hatin' a** n***as only hatin' cause they really wanna be ya You gon' boss when you start to take notice your the realest n***a left and the game really need ya You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year (boss up n***a) You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss Top of the year (boss up n***a) You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon' boss You gon'