(feat. C-Bo, Dru Down, Yukmouth)



[C-Bo]

Look at them looking like them know me that a bitch you can blow me

Gun in my holster proceed with caution when you approach us

Mob boss with a strong arm fuck the long arms

I swinging a ferrari bomb weed and Bacardi

Big fees now Shit be wild got the bullet proof hummer in a fifty cal

Bulletproof vest can't rest the west is death I stress

The armani with the merclessnes

Yea I flip ritz in a click

That comes with minis niggas gun till they done with them

I never flip the hair I smear

I can't draw the homies like eternal affair but on the down low

You know how the round go respect have a nigga wet up with ammo

You was then they let off more shots than big trick playa hate this

Cuz we labeled the shitness



[Yukmouth]

Labeled a boss a nigga with that make more moves than talk

When a nina busts with no discretion

Wet'em up they bark a nigga that said first a luny

Is what it cost to be the boss we floss the life is hard

These phoney ass niggas and fake ass broads

No laws hate that nigga that ball but fuck them all

They can suck the balls of a nigga that bucks the toughness

That calls of big as this we the mob for the village and 8 cons

Shoot up your squad with teflons I'm above the law

Just like steven segal I'm break their balls off in three

In your hall I can't be lost bitch I can't be tossed

Guns let off niggas and blue tape your money is lost

I control the start of the race these niggas about to do

I'm the boss



[Chorus: x2]

I'm a boss bitch I spark you hood with a boss

I'm a boss can get tossed by niggas above the law

I'm a boss money talks and bushit walks

I'm a boss it takes hard to be the boss

I'm a boss bitch I spark you hood with a bitch nigga



[Daz]

You want to be a bitch nigga and die nigga

And get your muthafucking life lost and die on how you'd flossing

Ain't nothing I don't like snitches always fonting and bluffing

So let a real nigga know something Mama be yo dub less

Fuck around with us you get caught up without a vest

Scared out that sess smoke chronic or flex with a tech

Sweating your homie got checked caught a slug in his neck

I don't like niggas that be talking and hollering that bushit

I'm a gangster that pull quick yeah I'm already bitch

You don't want none of this that nigga daz be droppig all that

Gangster shit I pull a hit out sex you gone kill everything

In a hit out 100 spokes straight spit out bitch

Niggas to get out they gas shit straight out



[Dru Down]

I had to mp up to being a lil droopy in the hood

Fo sho it's dru down for the count making my blahhhhhhhh

Triple naked when I'm acting boom take a move every

Second thinking about my homie that figured me out

Mighty hard to leave you star

Cuz shit I see ya'll on stuck like in some tar

Balling fast cars and losing I get a new one

If lose my chain medallion muthafucka I get a new one

It a boss to pay the cost staticly back on track

Through a super duper jip I'm a gangster

And being a boss is just part of it

Dru down ain't no blow up till I pop your bitch



[Chorus: x2]

I'm a boss bitch I spark you hood with a boss

I'm a boss can get tossed by niggas above the law

I'm a boss money talks and bushit walks

I'm a boss it takes hard to be the boss

I'm a boss bitch I spark you hood with a bitch nigga