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new breed of hustlas - the boone docks كلمات الأغنية

living up in these boone docks where n_ggas have no heart
i gotsta f_ck a gage up in your throat and don’t you get smart cause’ i will end you
k!ll you with my motherf_cking buckshots, i’m getting up in your ass it will not rest till your body drop

straight out the motherf_cking ‘b’_double_’o’ ‘n’_’e’_’y’, see a little low creeping out the cut don’t give a f_ck
i keep my strap on deck for the checking _ ain’t none
n_gga be a victim of the motherf_cking pop gun
down for the motherf_cking gold if you wanna join
n_gga catch a blast in your ass from the f_cking pop
(dun dun dun) go the motherf_cking buckshots
(blap blap blap) on your ass now your ass drop, n_gga

[hook]
that’s how we do it on the westside, suicide, do or die, when you f_ck with locs (ride)
so you better roll through with yo sh_t c_ckеd cause’ you can get a cap in yo ass in the boonе docks

and i don’t give a f_ck when i roll out the cut with my n_ggas
these down_ass k!llers in the river
we roll like a tide to even the score, and let you hoes know about this breed cl!ck, cause’ we rolling on for sure
you motherf_ckers can’t stop this, you’ll catch a 4_5 slugs to your chest just like a drop kick
and be another on my block, found dead outta town f_cking around with the boone docks

moving through these boonies like you all_day proper, a n_gga like myself carry only 4 stoppers
and i don’t give a f_ck with f_cking stuff that you claiming, cause’ living in these boonies motherf_ckers don’t be playing
i’ll hit the f_cking strap to your chest and now you hoping, that my 4_5 slugs don’t bust your chest wide open
but you choose to slip so off you go straight to the h_ll, have your mama crying cause’ your name’s on your toe
now but that’s how it is when you f_ck with a criminal, have your family front_row seats at your funeral
when after all that was a big fat mess, but now your homies gotta get r.i.p. tatted on their f_cking chest
when creeping through these boonies best think fast, or you just one dead motherf_cker think i won’t blast
duck these little lo’s down for the set trip, and if you’re caught slipping then you’re straight getting riased about your sh_t
so give it up if you’ve got it, or else catch a slugs to your brain now you meant to leave r_t_rded
and one_times can’t stop this, f_ck a pig, k!ll a pig, like i said on the last sh_t
it’s only popping and it don’t stop, n_gga, so watch your ass creep through these boone docks

[hook]
that’s how we do it on the westside, suicide, do or die, when you f_ck with locs (ride)
so you better roll through with yo sh_t c_cked cause’ you can get a cap in your ass in the boone docks

united by state, nah, united with dawgs
teach a loco to hustle and now you repeating your halves
sneaky scandalous n_gga like me to take your flow, cut the smile on your face, then send that ass backshore
you think you can hang, pick a spot, we can ball in love la_la n_ggas, melt the hookers when that chain is touched
shooting for heads, yeah it’s all in the swinging, my vision’s blurred now your bells are ringing
i’m stumbling back, but n_gga look what they dropping, i’m digging deep in my pockets cause’ now it’s all in them popping
you wondered off in the heat, and now my shotty is hot, when i blast in your ass, and you lay and you rot in the boone docks

i gotsta give it up to my n_ggas from the hood, w_s_p_j, see fool where the sh_t’s good
all through the set, gangstas on deck, almost caught, that’s the way we ride, ain’t no fear up in boone docks
on the avalon, yeah that’s where we kick it, triple b put out his eyes so you know it’s time to pluck em with it
i parked the coupe in the dirt, cause’ it won’t hurt to catch a blast, when i pass on that ass before it’s time to skirt
now the real time to catch a game, off the rock, all rock, at the spot, under the tree, you know it’s hot
now i’m roundabout okey town, tryna push the boulevard, plus i’m riding five_o make it kinda hard
so i peels back throught the hood, hit up the dairy, up and over the tracks i go like i knew i should
i’m in the states so i feel safe, and shake it off, go to mary ellen, hit up tony bellen and maybe cough
and now the dice game is on again, cause’ he just hit a l!ck and he got a fist full of fans
that’s how we do it on the westside, suicide, do or die, when you f_ck with g’s when they ride, it’s the l_o_double_n_e_y, n_gga with his motherf_cking finger wrapped around the motherf_cking trigger bout’ to blast on them fools
f_cking around let them motherf_ckers know, little fist with my shotty says your punk_ass shows
now you tripping n_gga, dying on my slug, close_casket your funeral cause’ i took off your mug
if the g_est motherf_cker ever strolled through the bushes, the cricket, the wicked 4 time malicious evil ass n_gga from the p_j’s, westside, westside n_gga like all day
and if you want the heat then n_gga we got it, in a hood full of thugstas with shotties in their pockets, so step on
n_gga or get caught up in the rapture, lost in the bushes full of caps when i blast ya

[hook]
that’s how we do it on the westside, suicide, do or die, when you f_ck with locs (ride)
so you better roll through with yo sh_t c_cked cause’ you can get a cap in yo ass in the boone docks

- new breed of hustlas

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