504 Boyz - Big Toys
(What what what what what)
[Chorus: Krazy]
Who talkin noise?
We makin noise
504 boy
Playin with them big toys
[Mac]
Look Motherfuckers its mac
The one who pump slugs in your back
Lyrical attacka Keep it ghetto like black lacqua
Camo'd assasin To the best (?) the epitomy
Of a soulja Bustin like I got chips up on my shoulda
Hold your horses I come through like "whatchu wanna do?"
Murder who? I kill that whole crew with a 2-2
These niggas rookie I crush em like pink cookies
Dont fuck with me When im broke Pissed off
And my bitch ain't given me no nookie
Kinda glad P took me Off the streets to make duckies
Now I take supermodels to hotels And make whoopie
Pull they hair Call em out they names
Dont you like that? Then I give my lil sister the cash
So she strike that Niggas like mac
Rock mercedez benz toe bustas
And I only shop at them military
Stores cousin Solja rag on my eyes till I die
Nigga what? Im a Tank Dogg These niggas is just mutts
(ARF!)
[Chorus]
[Krazy]
My nigga Jeff just got 30 years
Fuck MC Went in a house
Found a safe with about 3 bricks
Thats that punk bitch Deuce-A
Sweatin my niggas He won't rest until my whole click's
Doin some figgaz Can we ride on my enemy's late tonite?
A young nigga With a .45 Bustin on site
What I might Is whether (?) bleed with passion
See this drug game to me Is like a fatal attraction
Salvation from this life Thats what I need
See these jealous ass niggas Won't let me breathe
Will I succeed in this cold world?
Pray for me please I dont get caught up in this rap life
A dying disease Over seas is where they come from
We know who sent them If them bitches six-teenth
I believe ill get them I ain't fuckin with no new niggas
Believe im ballin If I ever go to jail Big Boz im callin
Will my real niggas ride for me? Believe they will
If I get killed Bring me back to the IvoryVille Nigga
[Chorus]
[D.I.G.]
They say only god can judge me
My peepz say "yeah there be world war 3
Prolly in the year 2 G But livin this street life
Im thuggin and ready to rumble
With any nigga that ready to tussle
Motherfucker I feel as if im at the edge of my life
So I give it to them raw In the heat of the night
I ain't hard to find Im the nigga with the two 9's
Next to the Last Don Nigga thugged out for mine
A Made Man The Bossalinie of the scenery
And be full of that greenery When you peepin me
Im full of that crime family
Im on the grind and I can handle that
I ain't trappin I gotta weigh that shake
Ima hit them with these ghetto ingredients
Some ghetto dope Go round tweekin
And get D.I.G Thats me im a young nigga
Fuck around with me dog
And y'all get done nigga
[Chorus 4x]
[Chorus: Krazy]
Who talkin noise?
We makin noise
504 boy
Playin with them big toys
[Mac]
Look Motherfuckers its mac
The one who pump slugs in your back
Lyrical attacka Keep it ghetto like black lacqua
Camo'd assasin To the best (?) the epitomy
Of a soulja Bustin like I got chips up on my shoulda
Hold your horses I come through like "whatchu wanna do?"
Murder who? I kill that whole crew with a 2-2
These niggas rookie I crush em like pink cookies
Dont fuck with me When im broke Pissed off
And my bitch ain't given me no nookie
Kinda glad P took me Off the streets to make duckies
Now I take supermodels to hotels And make whoopie
Pull they hair Call em out they names
Dont you like that? Then I give my lil sister the cash
So she strike that Niggas like mac
Rock mercedez benz toe bustas
And I only shop at them military
Stores cousin Solja rag on my eyes till I die
Nigga what? Im a Tank Dogg These niggas is just mutts
(ARF!)
[Chorus]
[Krazy]
My nigga Jeff just got 30 years
Fuck MC Went in a house
Found a safe with about 3 bricks
Thats that punk bitch Deuce-A
Sweatin my niggas He won't rest until my whole click's
Doin some figgaz Can we ride on my enemy's late tonite?
A young nigga With a .45 Bustin on site
What I might Is whether (?) bleed with passion
See this drug game to me Is like a fatal attraction
Salvation from this life Thats what I need
See these jealous ass niggas Won't let me breathe
Will I succeed in this cold world?
Pray for me please I dont get caught up in this rap life
A dying disease Over seas is where they come from
We know who sent them If them bitches six-teenth
I believe ill get them I ain't fuckin with no new niggas
Believe im ballin If I ever go to jail Big Boz im callin
Will my real niggas ride for me? Believe they will
If I get killed Bring me back to the IvoryVille Nigga
[Chorus]
[D.I.G.]
They say only god can judge me
My peepz say "yeah there be world war 3
Prolly in the year 2 G But livin this street life
Im thuggin and ready to rumble
With any nigga that ready to tussle
Motherfucker I feel as if im at the edge of my life
So I give it to them raw In the heat of the night
I ain't hard to find Im the nigga with the two 9's
Next to the Last Don Nigga thugged out for mine
A Made Man The Bossalinie of the scenery
And be full of that greenery When you peepin me
Im full of that crime family
Im on the grind and I can handle that
I ain't trappin I gotta weigh that shake
Ima hit them with these ghetto ingredients
Some ghetto dope Go round tweekin
And get D.I.G Thats me im a young nigga
Fuck around with me dog
And y'all get done nigga
[Chorus 4x]
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