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i'm a boss - daz dillinger & jt the bigga figga lyrics

[c-bo]
look at them looking like them know me that a b-tch you can blow me
gun in my holster proceed with caution when you approach us
mob boss with a strong arm f-ck the long arms
i swinging a ferrari bomb weed and bacardi
big fees now sh-t be wild got the bullet proof hummer in a fifty cal
bulletproof vest can’t rest the west is death i stress
the armani with the merclessnes
yea i flip ritz in a cl!ck
that comes with minis n-ggas gun till they done with them
i never flip the hair i smear
i can’t draw the homies like eternal affair but on the down low
you know how the round go respect have a n-gga wet up with ammo
you was then they let off more shots than big trick playa hate this
cuz we labeled the sh-tness

[yukmouth]
labeled a boss a n-gga with that make more moves than talk
when a nina busts with no discretion
wet’em up they bark a n-gga that said first a luny
is what it cost to be the boss we floss the life is hard
these phoney -ss n-ggas and fake -ss broads
no laws hate that n-gga that ball but f-ck them all
they can suck the b-lls of a n-gga that bucks the toughness
that calls of big as this we the mob for the village and 8 cons
shoot up your squad with teflons i’m above the law
just like steven segal i’m break their b-lls off in three
in your hall i can’t be lost b-tch i can’t be tossed
guns let off n-ggas and blue tape your money is lost
i control the start of the race these n-ggas about to do
i’m the boss

chorus: 2x
i’m a boss b-tch i spark you hood with a boss
i’m a boss can get tossed by n-ggas above the law
i’m a boss money talks and bush-t walks
i’m a boss it takes hard to be the boss
i’m a boss b-tch i spark you hood with a b-tch n-gga

[daz]
you want to be a b-tch n-gga and die n-gga
and get your m-th-f-cking life lost and die on how you’d flossing
ain’t nothing i don’t like snitches always fonting and bluffing
so let a real n-gga know something mama be yo dub less
f-ck around with us you get caught up without a vest
scared out that sess smoke chronic or flex with a tech
sweating your homie got checked caught a slug in his neck
i don’t like n-ggas that be talking and hollering that bush-t
i’m a gangster that pull quick yeah i’m already b-tch
you don’t want none of this that n-gga daz be droppig all that
gangster sh-t i pull a hit out s-x you gone k!ll everything
in a hit out 100 spokes straight spit out b-tch
n-ggas to get out they gas sh-t straight out

[dru down]
i had to mp up to being a lil droopy in the hood
fo sho it’s dru down for the count making my blahhhhhhhh
triple naked when i’m acting boom take a move every
second thinking about my homie that figured me out
mighty hard to leave you star
cuz sh-t i see ya’ll on stuck like in some tar
balling fast cars and losing i get a new one
if lose my chain medallion m-th-f-cka i get a new one
it a boss to pay the cost staticly back on track
through a super duper jip i’m a gangster
and being a boss is just part of it
dru down ain’t no blow up till i pop your b-tch

- daz dillinger jt the bigga figga lyrics

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