Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song My Territory, artist - Ya Boy. Album song Shooter Music/ Kush 2009, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 26.02.2009
Record label: Get Low
Song language: English
My Territory |
| 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 |