Boyz-N-Blue (feat. Sir Daily & Killa Kyleon) - Slim Thug, Boss Hogg Outlawz

G’yeah, Slim Thugger, Killa Kyleon, PJ

Sir Daily, C-Ward, we the Boyz N Blue motherfuckers

What the-what them boys gon do, when them blue boys come through

Blue-blue toys at you, pointing them toys at you

I make cash quick, wide load class twist

Optimoe full of dro, so fantastic

So Sir fucking Daily, is still on top

And your fucking lady, is still on my jock

When we vacate it’s Kaynan Islands, and cuban cigars

When we pull up we back to back, in European cars

(fa sho) your whips new, but they not newer than ours

We entrepreneurs conessuors, slash superstars

It’s Killa nigga, but not the one up out the Dip Set

It’s the one that hang with that blue gang, like a Crip set

That’ll get the clip set, leave you niggas whips wet

Bust in your chick face, leave that hoe lips wet

It’s Slim Thugger motherfucker, tell it like it G-O

Making niggas get in line, like a fucking P. O

Boyz N Blue, run the H-Town streets

Niggas better bow down, when you see the badge piece ha

Verse two what it do, representing Boyz N Blue

We gon shut the game down, when these young niggas through

And that’s true can’t stop, to the motherfucking top

Boss Hogg Outlawz, number one without bop

It’s C-Wiggity-Whoadie-Weezy-Ward

I could get ya drank and weed, soft to hard

I’m known off that Yellowstone, Boulevard

Even though I’m out on bond, I’m dranked out for the 'nard

It’s P to the motherfucking J, what you say

Spit flows pimp hoes, jack niggas move yay

H-Town Houston Texas, Northside’s where I lay

Rap hustling motherfucker, hell no I don’t play

Break a hoe down, like a ki or a pound

Me I’m pimping niggas simping, man these boys out of line

Trunk open top down, swanging 4's showing surround

Make a hater go blind, once he see that blue line

It’s some new sheriffs in town, look at the badges on the necklace

You boys best respect it, or it’ll get hectic

So I suggest, that you chill with that plex shit

Cause you don’t wanna be behind the barrel, when you see the tech spit

Killa got the heat, C-Ward behind the wheel

Sir blazing up the dro, P load the steel

We stay ready strapped up, nigga for the cause

You don’t want it, with them Boss Hogg Outlawz