Boys on da Cut

First verse：

I woke up quick, at around two

Jumped in my benz, picked up dj screw

Boys out there, makin' them tapes

Separate the real *******s from the fakes

My boy just got out, did a flat ten

And he just can't stop talkin' bout that pen

My best friend, but time destroys all men

Now he don't give a ******* about goin' again

It ain't all good, but i ain't missin' no money

I'm just a thug mutha*******a and you can't take nothin' from me

Somebody once said they wanna see me dead

The next week they found the boy with two holes in his head

I break bread with my killas in the h-tx

It's the sp-mex, in the all black stretch

Known for my purity, pride, and security

A house costs as much as one piece of my jewelry

Chorus:

Cuz the boys on the cut don't give a *******

You come talkin' that *******t, your eyes get shut

Boys out there, slangin' that yay

Only ******* mutha*******as say that crime don't pay

(2x)

Second verse:

The time has come, and the day is here

Two thousand one, is my mutha******' year

I come from the head, it's the boy named los

The one that got everybody on they toes

Straight up, and still i sell **** for a livin'

In the form of a compact disc, ******* prison

No more savin' cans, no more collectin' pennies

I'll have your ******' clique hollerin' "who killed kenny?"

For my gangsta *******, that i just met

She ridin' my *******, chuckin' up her set

I dance with the wolves, this is for my hood

Got the whole world fiendin' for the **** i cut

Chorus

Bridge (ayana m.):

Fire......

We on fire.......

We ain't gone stop....

Droppin' these boooooombs.....

(2x)

Third verse:

I was twelve years old, when i did my first jack

And i don't think that ******* ever got her purse back

With fifteen rocks, i bought my first car

Cooked my first batch of **** in a pickle jar

It's like uno, dos, tres, young happy perez

Got me sellin' this **** to anyone on two legs

Boys talkin' down, but i give two *******

Step in my face, i put you in an all-black tux

Layin' in a casket, hard as a rock

My lead, hit'cha head and make it snap, crackle, and pop

Now how many times do i have to tell ya?

All my life i've been called a failure!

My freestyle flow, is so untouchable

I just got out the county jail two months ago

Now i'm in the studio, just like julio

In the city where them ******* never won a super bowl

Man i can't stop, i'ma keep on droppin'

Seven of my ******* at the same mall shoppin'

At the galleria, tell me have you seen her?

I ******* a country singer and a houston ballerina

Plus a fine ass china, i used to be a dreamer

Now i bought my mom and dad a navigator and a beamer

Leave a mark in this game, ask ted indian

I don't give a ******* cuz every month i make a million

Bridge