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Boom Bye Bye (feat. Top Dog of O.G.C.)

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I'm about to be a millionaire, money on the street, like thugs

Hustlin' my lyrics like drugs, I find it bug

Muthafuckas always gotta lock the safe but they don't do jay

But anyway, it's another day, another dollar to earn, more weed to burnI learn, muthafuckas are jealous

Listenin' to what they tell us but don't matter what fellas

I figure this, niggas want Buck to get nigga-rich

Bigger miss, while I'm kickin' thisYou miss, I can put you on the list, in the studio to make hits

'Cuz all it takes is a whip, for you to flip

Jock what I got, clock what I got

But you don't got what I got, watch the blockListenin' to grill chill, make you feel like you wanna get in my shit

Sip my dick, do it straw what for, while you war wit war

War only make money for niggas who think, dummy

You got your window wide open like it's sunny outside

Sleep, nigga, boom bye byeBoom bye bye to a sound bwoy in

The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead

Two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or friend

Fake the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' endListen to, me and you

Won On Won like Tek-N-Steele, fuck ya whole crew

Forty millimeter shells in the heater well

Look like ya niggas gotta be the first to bailJust because ya niggas from jail, just came home

To flip, back up in the jail cell, to sit

And roam, now, I got a kite from my little nigga Cappone

Tellin' me the jail wars onI know, I was listenin' to po-po

Tell 'em niggas it was on a long time ago

Gather up the firearms to bomb, ring the alarm

'Cuz shit get slippery and sweaty palmsSo I gotta remain calm

Gather up my thoughts so I don't go wrong

Plan to move too smooth, you think you got meWeak tar in copy, fake villain, who the fuck you killin'?

I'm willin' to bet, you think you in it but your street is still a vet

Slapped and tried, boom bye byeBoom bye bye to a sound bwoy in

The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead

Two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or friend

Fake the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' endAlthough when I come, I come abstract

Most people get it whenever they play it back

Black or book you read or a hook you said

BD get stuck up in ya head, say it in the bedBD, BD, BD, up in ya zone, BD, BD, BD, breakin' ya bones

But no matter what, I never break into ya home

'Cuz your house is not a home, if you don't got chromeNow, you follow me and you don't ask how

Well, as a leader, I'ma make you play the background

Mercenary but I'm merciless and when I bust, I bust to hitWill lie in the mist and you hear it twist, of somebody cap

Steady bustin' in the front and got hit in the back

Thought it couldn't happen, just 'cuz you was strappin'Bullets hit the wind and descend to detonate, target chest plate

Blow up the earthquake, can't wait to demonstrate

The force of the one, two roll wit I

Sleep thought you slept, boom bye byeBoom bye bye to a sound bwoy in

The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead

Two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or friend

Fake the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' endBoom bye bye to a sound bwoy in

The shot ti fly now that sound bwoy lie dead

Two shots dead to dem chin, enemy or friend

Fake the funk, I put the junk to a muthafuckin' end

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