| Can’t fuck with these niggas, they cross you
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| Don’t fuck with them niggas, they losers
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Baby mama mad ‘cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
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| In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go 200
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| Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Go get the money nigga, that’s all we know
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Cuz ain’t gotta introduce me
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| When you see me nigga know I’m the shooter
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| Keep it gangsta, young niggas ridin' with me
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| Strapped with Glocks and uzis
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| These bitches they snakes, they
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| These niggas they fake, they bogus
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| Philly cheese, I’m loaded
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| That’s why I keep it loaded
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| My main bitch say it’s over
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| I fucked lil shawty over
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| I dropped her off at work then invited her sister over
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| I’m a dog, I’m a dog, I’m a dog
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| That’s how I’m rolling
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| Fuck lil shawty good, I got lil mama paying homage
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| Riding in some foreign, with two draco’s on me
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| The car it go 200 so I got to keep two hundreds
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| These niggas out here scared, that’s why they steady running
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| Paper Route, we run this, my shooters getting money
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| Can’t fuck with these niggas, they cross you
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| Don’t fuck with them niggas, they losers
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Baby mama mad ‘cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
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| In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go 200
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| Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Go get the money nigga, that’s all we know
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Bino Brown, I’m bossed up
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| Your bitch a dime, she get tossed up
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| My ice cold, frost stuff
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| I’m Ragu, sauced up
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| They wanna know how I get the pack in
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| No NFL but I’m quarterbackin'
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| Motion picture I be ‘bout the action
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| Go get the money, I’m chasing Jackson’s
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| Fuck boy, tell your bitch get off me
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| I’ll stalk your bucks, I ain’t drinkin' coffee
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| I sip the lean, I don’t fuck with green
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| Clip long as a movie scene
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| No dressing, I love blue cheese
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| Laced up like shoe strings
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| Smoking nothing but gas nigga
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| I’m sitting back, this blue dream
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| All my niggas some bosses
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| I went and seen my jeweler
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| ‘Cause these niggas throwing some crosses
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| Down with Bino and he pull up in a flying saucer
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| I get ‘em straight to your front door but nigga it’s gon' cost ya
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| You know I got to be cautious
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| Can’t fuck with these niggas, they cross you
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| Don’t fuck with them niggas, they losers
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Baby mama mad ‘cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
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| In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go 200
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| Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Go get the money nigga, that’s all we know
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Circle full of bosses
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| Where my top go? |
| I just lost it
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| Six thousand dollar outfit, these sneakers ain’t even out yet
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| Them niggas talk a lot of bullshit
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| But I swear they ain’t even ‘bout that
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| The bad bitch in the projects got 200 stashed in her closet
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| No I ain’t ever popped Marley, was too busy tryna cop a Rari
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| If I hurt your feelings then I’m sorry
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| Shit, get some head from my lil college bitch
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| Count my first million, wooh
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| Then I count another one, yeah
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| She said she got the super head
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| All my niggas ‘bout that bread
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| I don’t smoke lemon tree
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| I guess you can call me a lemonhead
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| Don’t fuck with these niggas, they cross you
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| Can’t fuck with them niggas, they fake
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| All of my niggas they bosses
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| Drinking codeine with my steak
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| My home boy said you ballin' too hard, lil nigga be safe
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| Can’t fuck with these niggas, they cross you
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| Don’t fuck with them niggas, they losers
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Baby mama mad ‘cause all these bitches wanna fuck me
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| In the foreign with choppers in it and that bitch go 200
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| Whole clique full of bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters
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| Go get the money nigga, that’s all we know
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| All of my niggas they bosses, all of my niggas they shooters |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bosses & Shooters , by - Young Dolph. Song from the album Bosses & Shooters, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп