Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Territory (feat. Ya Boy), artist - Ya Boy. Album song The Hidden Hand - Deluxe Edition, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DJ NETWORK
Song language: English
My Territory (feat. Ya Boy) |
You niggas square like a doorway |
My fan base stretch from ca to Norway |
I got it all, cars, hoes, and I got change |
Livin like a king, same age as Lebron James |
Breakin these hoes wasn’t enough so I copped haze |
You other guys just mad cuz you not paid |
Who wanna rap? |
Believe I got word play |
Ya Boy got more bars than a bird cage |
And I’m stapped like a seatbelt, see |
You want beef? |
I creep like tlc |
Put a couple in they head, make sure they sleep |
Cuz most of these dudes hoes, like females be But I never get caught up in they bitch ways |
For the quick pay believe, I flip like a switchblade |
There’s no hope for ya When I put the scope on ya Take ya lid off like a fuckin can opener |
Gangsta gangsta, Ya Boy so hood |
Prince of the Bay cuz my flow so good |
You a tough dude hangin on the yard with me Got somethin on my waist Ray Charles could see |
That’s right this is my territory |
Watch where you step or get shot while ya tourin |
Aint no battle raps, pull the strap on cats while they talkin |
Yea boy you could be the next dead man walkin |
You can run up nigga test ya luck |
Them hollow tips gun' mess you up Vest on my chest, keep a hammer by my nuts |
Trust me boy I don’t give a fuck |
All these labels know Imma blow like a landmine |
Show the whole globe fa sho it’s Sanfran time |
They though we was all tye-die shirts |
Got the wrong idea boy, try my turf |
I seen drugs get sold |
Slugs get thrown |
Still in the mix like coolaid in punch bowls |
I’m rich at all times I don’t blow my cake |
Boy ya money fluxuate, like Oprah weight |
Hold it straight |
It’s a fact while holdin pape |
Nine times outta ten friends known to hate |
So I roll alone, I’m a rollin stone |
Somebody call the police, Ya Boy stole the show |
And I’m not givin it back, Imma hold it ransom |
Gangsta raps grandson, hoes say I’m handsome |
Yes yes it’s the prince of the fuckin Bay boy |
Got my own website in the Escalade boy |
That’s right this is my territory |
Watch where you step or get shot while ya tourin |
Aint no battle raps, pull the strap on cats while they talkin |
Yea boy you could be the next dead man walkin |
You can run up nigga test ya luck |
Them hollow tips gun' mess you up Vest on my chest, keep a hammer by my nuts |
Trust me boy I don’t give a fuck |