Them Boyz Lyrics by 504 Boyz

Them Boyz Lyrics

    [Mac]
    Who dat nigga?
    What?
    Nigga you know me? (yeah nigga uptown)
    Mac

    [Chorus]
    Watch them boyz, watch them boyz, y'all know them boyz?
    you better watch them boyz
    Watch them boyz, watch them boyz, y'all know them boyz?
    you better watch them boyz

    [X-Con]
    See that nigga with the slugs he got the gat
    See that nigga in the black he got the sack
    See don't fuck with them niggas when they on they shit
    And don't fuck with them niggas in the No-Limit clique (ya heard)
    See calio boys they don't give a fuck
    But them 504 boyz they'll bust you up
    When they doin' bad they'll rob your ass
    Run from the taz then hustle and grab
    The one thing my niggas, they don't stunt
    But they'll fuck your bitch then smoke your blunts(ya heard)

    [Chorus x3]

    [Mac]
    Man look who them niggas with their rag on and the gold teeth?
    I know them boys know me
    I know them boys heard of me
    Probally wanna murder me
    Probally got some niggas outside smokin' out my ride
    But I hope they got they bullett proof vest on
    Cause I be shootin' like a fiend shootin' hairon(heroin)
    Oh where you from dog (where you from) oh is that right
    Now get the fuck before I show you what this mack like
    You niggas must be made of (?)
    Cause y'all just stumbled in the wrong hood trying to get your rap on
    Tell the D.J. cut the lights on
    So we can take it outside and get our motherfucking fight on

    [Chorus]

    [Master-P]
    They got me running through this dirty maze I feel a trap
    Foot prints all through this dirty grave with a (?)
    Coming (?) with two heaters stuck in my britches
    You niggas keep on chasin I'm taking some of you with me
    I don't wanna hurt nobody, tell me if it's the end
    God forgive my sins cause I gots to make it in
    Tried it playing with the good but my hood is raw
    Head busters and wig spliters, it's all them so
    Aint got time for the game no more hoes always in us
    It's all about the fame now hoe, got you niggas jelous
    All the old killers I ran with, let me show y'all the difference
    Gotta watch them on the streets like I watch them other prisoners

    [Chorus x2]

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