Текст песни: Tru - Miller Boyz



featuring Ghetto Commission



Silkk talking:

Silkk the Shocker nigga C Murder nigga Master P GC nigga Tru what the

fuack ya`ll wanna do



Chorus

Halloway

We them down south killer boys

Ghetto commission and them motherfucking Miller boys

think it`s a game we`ll fuck around and kill you boy

On the reala for the scrilla we come to get you boy



Halloway

I`m trying to make a million of this rap shit

And blow up like a fat bitch

My entourage is thick

Nigga No Limit is the shit

My grandma awlays told me I`d be famous

But she never told that i would hool up with these gangstas

Body bangers

???bitch we hungry like???

I be part of TSO until I`m up out the alter

I got ??? ain`t no warning me

I`m heartless ain`t no running me nigga

Don`t ever stunt on me nigga

I`ll fucking crush you nigga



Valerio

I`m about to put my foot in a niggas ass physically abuse

Misuse the but of my pistol to cause a bruise

Beat a mother fucker till a bitch can`t move

Tru niggas refuse to lose

Tote guns to murder fools

Coming with rumming

If niggas ain`t respecting the flame

Ejecting bullets with nullets taking niggas out the game

I`m stealing outlaw

Still dodging cop cars

TSO and Miller Boyz riping niggas apart



Chorus repaeat 2X



T-Spade

It`s the red eye pistol packing rapping assassin

The last one blasting

Late night outfit ski-masking

I got your backbone subtracting

Itchy trigger finger action got me ducking the law

Hoping to change I bust a brain and cause a flame on it fo`

It ain`t no thing to me fo`

I got the game in me fo`

TSO Tank Dogs playing you raw

Shit talking nigger crosser

I`ma toss ya, I`ma flip ya, I`am punch ya, I`ma kick ya

Motherfucker get a picture

We real niggas



C-Murder

Just a little a ghetto boy

A motherfucking Miller boy, killer boy

Put that pistol in a pillow boy

Ans smoke you and your motherfucking mom

come on and play dumb

And watch me leave you in the rum

Like a old pair cheesy ass shoes on the proch

Crush you like a roach

And burn you like a torch

Pussy ass niggas don`t last to long

I`m down south where them real niggas roam



Chorus reapeat 2x



Silkk the Shocker

I remember when i used to carry crack, I used to carry gats

Now they got a fake ass nigga in the hood walking around carring bats

You know I can`t be having that

Lucky I left the heat alone, beef alone or I would have been buried black

You know the shit I spit bitch ya heard

Ha what sit on on the curb

Niggas think they funny know you can get it six a bird

That`s why I flip birds

You fake ass niggas got on my nerves

I`m from 504 we ain`t no joke

Nigga give up your fucking dope



Master P

Grab a camera take a flick

Miller Boyz and TRU click

Bustas get dealt with ho`s get some dick

So hail to the streets cause young nigga we run this

See me life ain`t nothing but weed and money

A couple cars, a couple houses so we never go broke

Hotboy got the dope

Man ??? in the ghetto

See no limit is the army and we the soilders

The Ghetto Commission and TRU click thought I told you



Chorus repeat 2x

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featuring Ghetto Commission



Silkk talking:

Silkk the Shocker nigga C Murder nigga Master P GC nigga Tru what the

fuack ya`ll wanna do



Chorus

Halloway

We them down south killer boys

Ghetto commission and them motherfucking Miller boys

think it`s a game we`ll fuck around and kill you boy

On the reala for the scrilla we come to get you boy



Halloway

I`m trying to make a million of this rap shit

And blow up like a fat bitch

My entourage is thick

Nigga No Limit is the shit

My grandma awlays told me I`d be famous

But she never told that i would hool up with these gangstas

Body bangers

???bitch we hungry like???

I be part of TSO until I`m up out the alter

I got ??? ain`t no warning me

I`m heartless ain`t no running me nigga

Don`t ever stunt on me nigga

I`ll fucking crush you nigga



Valerio

I`m about to put my foot in a niggas ass physically abuse

Misuse the but of my pistol to cause a bruise

Beat a mother fucker till a bitch can`t move

Tru niggas refuse to lose

Tote guns to murder fools

Coming with rumming

If niggas ain`t respecting the flame

Ejecting bullets with nullets taking niggas out the game

I`m stealing outlaw

Still dodging cop cars

TSO and Miller Boyz riping niggas apart



Chorus repaeat 2X



T-Spade

It`s the red eye pistol packing rapping assassin

The last one blasting

Late night outfit ski-masking

I got your backbone subtracting

Itchy trigger finger action got me ducking the law

Hoping to change I bust a brain and cause a flame on it fo`

It ain`t no thing to me fo`

I got the game in me fo`

TSO Tank Dogs playing you raw

Shit talking nigger crosser

I`ma toss ya, I`ma flip ya, I`am punch ya, I`ma kick ya

Motherfucker get a picture

We real niggas



C-Murder

Just a little a ghetto boy

A motherfucking Miller boy, killer boy

Put that pistol in a pillow boy

Ans smoke you and your motherfucking mom

come on and play dumb

And watch me leave you in the rum

Like a old pair cheesy ass shoes on the proch

Crush you like a roach

And burn you like a torch

Pussy ass niggas don`t last to long

I`m down south where them real niggas roam



Chorus reapeat 2x



Silkk the Shocker

I remember when i used to carry crack, I used to carry gats

Now they got a fake ass nigga in the hood walking around carring bats

You know I can`t be having that

Lucky I left the heat alone, beef alone or I would have been buried black

You know the shit I spit bitch ya heard

Ha what sit on on the curb

Niggas think they funny know you can get it six a bird

That`s why I flip birds

You fake ass niggas got on my nerves

I`m from 504 we ain`t no joke

Nigga give up your fucking dope



Master P

Grab a camera take a flick

Miller Boyz and TRU click

Bustas get dealt with ho`s get some dick

So hail to the streets cause young nigga we run this

See me life ain`t nothing but weed and money

A couple cars, a couple houses so we never go broke

Hotboy got the dope

Man ??? in the ghetto

See no limit is the army and we the soilders

The Ghetto Commission and TRU click thought I told you



Chorus repeat 2x

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