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Crime Boss

takers Plus, the other bosses wanna see yo' guts Check your nuts, dump the bodies in the desert Here's the keys to a truck Me, I'm overloaded, born hard and scarred Crime

, I live life the fly way Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big game Infamy got dumped for fame Now I'm known and respect as creator of the crime

know we doin' a song for the ladies They want records too, you know So if you want to come kick it wit' some real pimp A real man, a young boss, girl,

turn up North ? hurt no tell de boss And if dem tell me off dey are a bunch of ghosts And if dem gal are up, well den dem know da gal are boss De rap

' murda Come, come again Mo' murda, mo' murda Come, come again Mo' murda, mo' murda Come, come again Dear Mr.Ouija, let 'em know who the boss is So

talker Negotiate the deal with them other money stalkers Diesel drove the the beemer, the hatchback of course Nautica'll navigate to keep us on course Polo's acting bolo trying to say he the Boss

Good morning Yeah, today gon' be a good day, I'm feeling like I'm Ice Cube I'm waking up like can't nobody mess up my mood Knowin' I'm a boss, I'ma

your bank on Don't ever go out like another sucker You gotta show everybody that you the baddest motherfucker Show them niggas you the biggest boss

in the hood far from away n**gas seem to think that their far from a spray aint no point in acting all hard if you aint cause n**gas crimes over here