"41 BOYZ" lyrics
Thirty-five racks, spent all cash up on this 41
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick one of none
Yeah, thirty-five racks, spent all cash up on this 41
Your bitch ain't my type, just like Lil Reese, I throw down my thumbs
You steady talkin' 'bout these ain't VS1s, boy, you must be dumb
You steady talkin' 'bout how you cracked a head, your ass ain't on a crumb
Steady talkin' 'bout slidin' and poppin' out, your ass don't own a gun
Poor-ass nigga don't care of none of his kids, your ass a fuckin' bum
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick, yeah
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick one of none
Whenever I get free time, I'm pourin' drank or boolin' with my son
Damn, I miss my dog, I used to call up KD, James Bond
We tryna catch a opp and drench his ass just like a fuckin' pun
Have lil' cuz pop out that alley, Scoom Gang get 'em done
Yeah, nigga, Scoom Gang first to shoot
We be tradin' opp for opps and we do two for twos
How you clamin' that's your brother? What he do you for you?
And if we catch one of them niggas, I bet we put 'em through
Yeah, clap his ass, he done
Bitch, that's my switch, I'm tryna make him run
I just counted ten thousand like ten times, bitch, that's a honey bun
We got all the chops and all the Glocks, but we ain't tradin' guns
I know a couple savage who 'bout that action, them boys ain't for nothin'
We got all the hoes and all the rolls, but we ain't sharin' funds
Nigga, drop your lo', pop out and bump me, I'm tryna have some fun
Boy, this ain't no 36, bitch, this a 41
Thirty-five racks, spent all cash up on this 41
Your bitch ain't my type, just like Lil Reese, I throw down my thumbs
You steady talkin' 'bout these ain't VS1s, boy, you must be dumb
You steady talkin' 'bout how you cracked a head, your ass ain't on a crumb
Steady talkin' 'bout slidin' and poppin' out, your ass don't own a gun
Poor-ass nigga don't care of none of his kids, your ass a fuckin' bum
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick, yeah
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick one of none
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick one of none
Yeah, thirty-five racks, spent all cash up on this 41
Your bitch ain't my type, just like Lil Reese, I throw down my thumbs
You steady talkin' 'bout these ain't VS1s, boy, you must be dumb
You steady talkin' 'bout how you cracked a head, your ass ain't on a crumb
Steady talkin' 'bout slidin' and poppin' out, your ass don't own a gun
Poor-ass nigga don't care of none of his kids, your ass a fuckin' bum
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick, yeah
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick one of none
Whenever I get free time, I'm pourin' drank or boolin' with my son
Damn, I miss my dog, I used to call up KD, James Bond
We tryna catch a opp and drench his ass just like a fuckin' pun
Have lil' cuz pop out that alley, Scoom Gang get 'em done
Yeah, nigga, Scoom Gang first to shoot
We be tradin' opp for opps and we do two for twos
How you clamin' that's your brother? What he do you for you?
And if we catch one of them niggas, I bet we put 'em through
Yeah, clap his ass, he done
Bitch, that's my switch, I'm tryna make him run
I just counted ten thousand like ten times, bitch, that's a honey bun
We got all the chops and all the Glocks, but we ain't tradin' guns
I know a couple savage who 'bout that action, them boys ain't for nothin'
We got all the hoes and all the rolls, but we ain't sharin' funds
Nigga, drop your lo', pop out and bump me, I'm tryna have some fun
Boy, this ain't no 36, bitch, this a 41
Thirty-five racks, spent all cash up on this 41
Your bitch ain't my type, just like Lil Reese, I throw down my thumbs
You steady talkin' 'bout these ain't VS1s, boy, you must be dumb
You steady talkin' 'bout how you cracked a head, your ass ain't on a crumb
Steady talkin' 'bout slidin' and poppin' out, your ass don't own a gun
Poor-ass nigga don't care of none of his kids, your ass a fuckin' bum
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick, yeah
Bitch, I been on tour, 41 boy, you know Slick one of none
