Traduction: Les Cliquez sur. Boss Baller.
give 'em what they want Hoes wanna affiliate they self with the shot caller Cause they know I'm a baller I'm representin' nathan but the V Click shit,
to be ready [E.S.G.] I'm talking two bedrooms, gated residential-aire E.S.G. and Boss Hogg, ask the Presidential playa Roley, mansion, my click expanding
day struggle You got to get up, up off your rump baby and hustle I tussle, work my muscle, and boss hog Take what's mine, and still screaming fuck y'all If I can't ball
We Doin, Gettin Money Wut They Doin, Hatin On Me, But They Neva Cross Cash Money Still The Company, And Bitch Im The Boss And I Be Stuntin Like My
boss man never been no worker mojo gettin paid just to roll up purple gotta be a boss to get in my circle got to get it off or the click might murc ya
of mine HOMIES! HOMIES! [Violent J] Have you ever had a job that you truly despise? Like I don't know maybe dish washin', or fuckin' flippin' fries And you got this boss
that yip-yappin and jaw-jackin Nigga if you scared, go to church You knew the job was dangerous when you took it Whattup it's the big boss Dogg Snoop
Doin, Gettin Money Wut They Doin, Hatin On Me, But They Neva Cross Cash Money Still The Company, And Bitch Im The Boss And I Be Stuntin Like My Daddy
wrong I ain't right at all I young money a car I just write it off I'm the boss of my own shit, I'm my own click I would say fuck ya but go and get ya
U Folk, 24/7 We Blowin That Smoke. Got Them Goonz Holdin Dat Scope. On Patrol. H2 Hummer, With The 8's Sitten Tall, Me And My Niggaz We Gotta Ball, Made
, 24/7 We Blowin That Smoke. Got Them Goonz Holdin Dat Scope. On Patrol. H2 Hummer, With The 8's Sitten Tall, Me And My Niggaz We Gotta Ball, Made It
drop you like my CD [Hook] [Verse 3: T-Nutty] To tell you the truth we havin a ball There's bitches all over the place To Tell you the truth we havin a ball
it with my heart in hopes of unity, and left out a family with a .40, Kali, and a newer me. Deuce click represent, red rag regiment, red rope replicates
(feat. Gonzoe, Phats Bossi, Poppa L.Q., Yukmouth) [Yukmouth] Regime Life nigga!! What! Speak on it! Tech 9!(Tech 9!) Uh. Phats Boss (Phats Boss) Gonzoe
the car with fifteens till yo shitt lean Deliver sixteens to yo misceens 12 to yo geans that every nigga in yo click seen Man I heard every nigga in yo click
your dope flow, cold max with the long dough High rollin', back breakin' plot diggers The ill niggas, Comanche style Blood letting weapons of death Stop your breath, if you trip on the click
Picture a bright blue ball just spinning, spinning free Dizzy with eternity Paint it with a skin of sky, brush in some clouds and sea Call it home for
