My Boy (Bonus Track) lyrics

by

E-40


[Produced by Sledgren]

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Eastside, they f*ck with us
That Westside, they f*ck with us
Them Blood n*ggas, they f*ck with us
Them Crip n*ggas, they f*ck with us

[Hook]
My boy, I was gettin' it my boy
Had that dog in the kitchen my boy
You can come get a brick of that boy
n*ggas say "Where's the chicken, my boy?"
My boy, I was gettin' it my boy
Had that dog in the kitchen my boy
You can come get a brick of that boy
n*ggas say "Where's the chicken, my boy?"

[Verse 1]
My dope fiends come shop with us
My clique's silent, no cops with us
My thug n*ggas spend guap with us
My thug n*ggas spend guap with us
My close partners ain't popular
They in the cut, bagging dope, choppin' up
Need our buyers to stay poppin up
These opps bodies stay poppin' up
I'm f*ck n*gga proof, b*tch n*gga proof
Show you pussies how a rich n*gga do
At the Ritz, I got your b*tch coming through
At the Ritz I got your b*tch busting too
Sold the heroin, got them bricks popping through
Neck was cold as f*ck, my wrists got the flu
Cop a brand new Bentley, dripping candy blue
Show you pussies how a rich n*gga do
Don't sleep on these streets boy, this sh*t can get drastic
That Glock on my hip boy, I stay with that plastic
These n*ggas got choppers, these pussies they blastin'
I air your ass out at the stoplight in traffic
I just made a porno, record while I'm smashing
f*ck the Arab b*tch all on the carpet, Aladdin
I walk with that dog everyday like my papi
Y'all roll with that Cujo, I stay with that Lassie
[Hook]
My boy, I was gettin it my boy
Had that dog in the kitchen my boy
You can come get a brick of that boy
n*ggas say "What's the chicken, my boy"
My boy, I was gettin it my boy
Had that dog in the kitchen my boy
You can come get a brick of that boy
n*ggas say "What's the chicken, my boy"

[Verse 2]
That Eastside, they f*ck with us
That Westside, they f*ck with us
That Northside, they f*ck with us
That Southside, they f*ck with us
That Chi-Town, they f*ck with us
That O-Town, they f*ck with us
That H-Town, they f*ck with us
Hit V-Live and we f*cked it up
I'm f*ck n*gga proof, b*tch n*gga proof
Show you pussies how a rich n*gga do
Neck is cold as f*ck, my wrists got the flu
Show you pussies how a rich n*gga do
I was out here on the highway, copping dog
Drop it off, my n*ggas f*cking up the mall
Foreign flexing, got these hoes dropping drawers
VVS's got these hoes dropping drawers
Don't sleep on these streets boy, this sh*t can get violent
I stay with that O boy like Cam'ron, I got it
My coupe Easter pink off the lot, boy no mileage
I stay with that O boy like Cam'ron, I got it
Man I just made a porno, record while I'm smashing
f*ck the Arab b*tch all on the carpet, Aladdin
I walk with that dog everyday like my papi
Y'all roll with that Cujo, I stay with that Lassie
[Hook]
My boy, I was gettin' it my boy
Had that dog in the kitchen my boy
You can come get a brick of that boy
n*ggas say "What's the chicken, my boy"
My boy, I was gettin' it my boy
Had that dog in the kitchen my boy
You can come get a brick of that boy
n*ggas say "What's the chicken, my boy"

[Interlude]
That Eastside, they f*ck with us
That Westside, they f*ck with us
That Northside, they f*ck with us
That Southside, they f*ck with us
That ATL, they f*ck with us
That Memphis, Tenn, they f*ck with us
That Miami, they f*ck with us
Hit King of Diamonds, we f*cked it up
That Eastside, they f*ck with us
That Westside, they f*ck with us
That Northside, they f*ck with us
That Southside, they f*ck with us
By Detroit, they f*ck with us
That Mississippi, they f*ck with us
That Cincinnati, they f*ck with us
You f*ck n*ggas can't f*ck with us
[Bridge]
My boy, yeah
Real n*ggas, real n*ggas f*cking with a real n*gga
Yeah, yeah
Real n*ggas, real n*ggas f*cking with a real n*gga
Yeah, yeah
Real n*ggas, real n*ggas f*cking with a real n*gga
Yeah, yeah
Real n*ggas, real n*ggas, f*cking with a real n*gga, yeah

[Verse 3]
That Midwest, they f*ck with us
That Southside, they f*ck with us
That H-Town, they f*ck with us
Hit B-Live and we f*cked it up
I'm super blowed as f*ck, super throwed as f*ck
Off the lot with that Rover truck
Half brick flat and I f*cked it up
Half brick flat and I f*cked it up
I'm f*ck n*gga proof, b*tch n*gga proof
Told you pussies how a rich n*gga do
Neck is cold as f*ck, my wrists got the flu
Brand new Bentley, got that b*tch dripping blue
I just hit the Ritz, your b*tch coming through
I just hit the Ritz, your b*tch busting too
Neck was cold as f*ck, my wrists got the flu
Show you pussies how a rich n*gga do
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