Boosie Badazz, Badazz Ent - Boss Man lyrics
[Boosie Badazz, Badazz Ent - Boss Man lyrics]
Them niggas did that for the boss man
Boosie I got you, got you, got you, got you
Boosie I got you, got you boosie I got you
Got you
OG grinding, OG gonna stomp ya
I'm that old nigga with
That ugly ass revolver
Niggas talking shit but ain't ready to die
Choppers with a hundred rounds ready to fly
Ghost coming like a ghost
You can't see me 'til I'm on ya
Slip the clip in, rip up the whole corner
Tell boss man everything will be alright
We coming through the night and we
Gone put it in they life
And real talk, I'm the type to let
The irons fought when it's time boss
Closed casket rep I do it for the boss man
Broad day with a K, i set it off man
I ain't no stand down nigga
I pull these triggers to erase these niggas
Hollow head hit ya
Amber lamps come and get ya
And I ain't tripping on the cost
Man I do it for the boss man
Boosie I got you, got you boosie I got you
Got you
It's Bleek and I bang shit
Right hand man shit
Cock it back and split 'em when
They fuck with my nigga
Track life bitch, been together since babies
Try'na' jack Hatch, bitch you must be crazy
That down for life shit
That brother-brother shit
I feel you trying to jack and
I'm upping on a bitch
That down for life shit
That brother-brother shit
I feel you trying to jack and
I'm upping on a bitch
Marlo Mike bitch, and I'm insane in the brain
(for real)
Bust a nigga ass if they fuck with Badazz
Do it out of love, I don't need no green
Straight killed a nigga
I ain't nothing but fifteen marlo
I'm Big Loc and I clean for the bossman
And when he clucking I get
Lean for the bossman
And when he wrinkled I iron
Jeans for the bossman
Serving fiends for the bossman
I done done it all, nigga
Boosie I got you, got you boosie I got you
Got you
Now these last works from the boss man
And his first words
Were killing niggas who hating on me
What they deserve
Bleek like he'll do it on GP
Cause he's my dawg one phone call, job done
For the boss man
If I got to leave a minute, handle situation
Grind hard put a smile on my kids faces
Retaliation but it's only when the boss call
Listen close and take notes
When the boss talks
He tell ya spark spark, chill chill
Kill kill
One call he made Bun, didn't he keep it real?
So when he flash you gotta take it sometimes
You know your boss got a lot on his mind
You know your boss grind
Lot of niggas can't be in my shoes
(nah) lotta niggas can't control they goons
We catch you chilling at the room, or
Outside at noon, and it's chick
Chicka chicka BOOM for the Boss Man
Boosie I got you, got you boosie I got you
Got you
Boosie I got you, got you, got you, got you
Boosie I got you, got you boosie I got you
Got you
OG grinding, OG gonna stomp ya
I'm that old nigga with
That ugly ass revolver
Niggas talking shit but ain't ready to die
Choppers with a hundred rounds ready to fly
Ghost coming like a ghost
You can't see me 'til I'm on ya
Slip the clip in, rip up the whole corner
Tell boss man everything will be alright
We coming through the night and we
Gone put it in they life
And real talk, I'm the type to let
The irons fought when it's time boss
Closed casket rep I do it for the boss man
Broad day with a K, i set it off man
I ain't no stand down nigga
I pull these triggers to erase these niggas
Hollow head hit ya
Amber lamps come and get ya
And I ain't tripping on the cost
Man I do it for the boss man
Boosie I got you, got you boosie I got you
Got you
It's Bleek and I bang shit
Right hand man shit
Cock it back and split 'em when
They fuck with my nigga
Track life bitch, been together since babies
Try'na' jack Hatch, bitch you must be crazy
That down for life shit
That brother-brother shit
I feel you trying to jack and
I'm upping on a bitch
That down for life shit
That brother-brother shit
I feel you trying to jack and
I'm upping on a bitch
Marlo Mike bitch, and I'm insane in the brain
(for real)
Bust a nigga ass if they fuck with Badazz
Do it out of love, I don't need no green
Straight killed a nigga
I ain't nothing but fifteen marlo
I'm Big Loc and I clean for the bossman
And when he clucking I get
Lean for the bossman
And when he wrinkled I iron
Jeans for the bossman
Serving fiends for the bossman
I done done it all, nigga
Boosie I got you, got you boosie I got you
Got you
Now these last works from the boss man
And his first words
Were killing niggas who hating on me
What they deserve
Bleek like he'll do it on GP
Cause he's my dawg one phone call, job done
For the boss man
If I got to leave a minute, handle situation
Grind hard put a smile on my kids faces
Retaliation but it's only when the boss call
Listen close and take notes
When the boss talks
He tell ya spark spark, chill chill
Kill kill
One call he made Bun, didn't he keep it real?
So when he flash you gotta take it sometimes
You know your boss got a lot on his mind
You know your boss grind
Lot of niggas can't be in my shoes
(nah) lotta niggas can't control they goons
We catch you chilling at the room, or
Outside at noon, and it's chick
Chicka chicka BOOM for the Boss Man
Boosie I got you, got you boosie I got you
Got you