Young Fyre - B. Boy lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] B. Boys and B. Girls stand up Down south, midwest, east coast, west coast Globally, everywhere, yeah! Tech N9ne now! Let's go! [Hook: Tech N9ne] (2X) Swing first, I'mma destroy You a curse, I'mma B. Boy! Cherried up, got 'em P'noid Let the whole world know, I'm a B. Boy! [Verse 1: Big Scoob] I watched Snoop do it, he let that blue flag hang So watch Scoob do it, I'mma let the brown rag swang Middle deuce to it, boy that's just a five six thang Now SOO WOO! WOO! That's how we rep this gang I ain't new to it, vill I got that bang in my veins And I'm true to it, all I know is bangin' and 'caine So get used to it, validation now I'm with Strange OG villain off the block representer of them flames [Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun] I pledge allegiance to the flag, my united hoods of [?] I'm certified, around the top banging was so influencing I made it with my heart, a vendetta, in hopes of unity And left out a with family, a forty cal and a newer me Deuce click represent, red rag regiment Red rope replicates, whips runt recreate Rest won't recommend, refs don't let you win Red Rider Warriors we reppin' to find the testament we [Hook] [Verse 3: Skatterman] 5"10', 235, hell of a left hook n***as think the feds came and got me when they got West Crook A vent look, pull up stuntin' and get your vet took Or we could stand mano a mano and get your best whooped Knuckle up knucklehead, n***a been with this knuckle game Still f**in' with Scoob, Kutt and Kali, baby ain't nothin change (STRANGE!) A drive for no paper work, organize drive-by's and your neighbor hurt Send a couple down and hey you and your neighbor murked Show you I ain't playin' f** around and knock your neighbor first It's Skatterman, p**y mortar just took virgins son Who you think Tech gonna call to make sure that the dirt get done Red cap, red shirt, red shoe strings My .45 is a b**h, and I think she havin' mood swings (mood swings?) You think them boys got guns watch what your dude bring Fully auto AR-15, wipe out the Blue Team! [Hook] [Verse 4: Tech N9ne] Beats bangin' better bring it big or bounce b**h 'Bout to blastin' in blood I'm back in this black brick Boss ball I've been breakin' bread 'n baguettes brie And beautiful biancas, videos, and Vegas with big B Bow before brilliance, blessed to be buildin' it Best in this barrio bane and bazaar we more bills in this Bankin' his babies be blingin' and his boo be that big booty! Big bust! Be in his benzo bronze and get big bucks! I'm a black baboon, bring me bags of bananas Bonefied, billy bad a** with a brown bandana Been gone on Bacardi 'bou lou but I'm bout to be bigger bent Better break if you bustin' before I'm blown and belligerent Six deuce brims big in it, I'm bloated than Blimpy Broades be blowin me in the back of the black Bentley Never been about no babblin not bringing no bootsy But I've been in the bay with big bond like shab**balaboopy! [Verse 5: Bumpy Knuckles] Yo it's the OG Bumpy Knucks, Knucks I rolls with them B. Boys B' walkin' round strapped up-up You can talk that k**er sh** if you want my n***as Guarantee that you'll get clapped up-up See I'm the beast, your the b**h, I'm better battling baby Me and the blood Tech Nina saddled up-up And for the record n***a, check mine and you will find That I shoot legendary status n***as up-up Come on, to be like bump ya gotta be a big ball breaker (Pow!) Crack a n***a whole rack I'm like a jaw breaker (Crack!) Knock you out and and hit them pockets like a cold hand I'll bust your motherf**in' sh** and I'm an old man They said my music was Strange until I made Me sum change and now they ridin' my nuts-nuts Tech N9ne's out the window, you see them KC k**ers ridin' by y'all n***as better duck-duck! Come on! [Hook]