Bossman

I'ma do this for the Bossman

This one here for the Bossman

Flash your presidents and presidentials

Unique skills that use your mouth to introduce my mental

Keep it trill, Soulja Slim becomin' platinum, baby

Now they hatin' 'cause No Limit's what been poppin' lately

Hold it straight and with intention to unload the clip

Hear barrel snatches, snatchin' green and watchin' the blood drip

So be careful of these snitches and these scandalous hos

Protect your treasure with your Glock, move on your tip-toes

Fatal blows up in those becomin' rapidly

It be supreme when you flow that off that sesame

Just set it off from New Orleans to the Soviet Union

You got the key, unlock the recipe that you been usin'

They got me boozin' in the state penitentiary

For movin' weight, judge hatin' on my chemistry

See, I'm a known drug dealer, Bossman superior

I push the black double-R with the beige interior

They stop my shine, but won't you take care of my business for me?

I got my time, but still take care of that witness for me

I hate snitches, I can't stand to see them bitches breathe

Put 'em in a casket and be laughin' as they family grieve

Do that for the Bossman

But I got you, got you

I'ma do that for the Bossman

But I got you, got you

I'ma do that for the Bossman

But I got you, got you

I'ma do that for the Bossman

But I got you, got you

This one here for the Bossman

Real niggas do real things like keep it real

If I fuck with you, nigga, I die and I kill

My last conversation with the Bossman and his last words

Was to get the snitches that ratted on him what they deserve

Told him, "I'll do it for my own, GP, 'cause he my nigga

Ain't a damn thing halfway about me, gets no triller"

I got love for ya, I go all out my way, I thug for ya

Even though I'm Soulja'd down all day, my answer care is fully, fully

And that's what I ride with, full stock

On the side and shh, and I'm silent

You can't find too many niggas like me on your team

No matter how bad shit seems, I'm with you right or wrong

Crackin' spleens for the fuck of it

Lettin' these niggas know who they fuckin' with

The real lovin' it, they made it platinum, better ask him

Who got the industry on lockdown? Straight facts

And that Soulja type, Wild Magnolia type

To show you right, you'll die tryna live my life

All I have in this world is my nutsacks and my words

I'm 'bout that action, so I use verbs when I throw slurs

Huh, done that for the Bossman

But I got you, got you

I'ma do that for the Bossman

But I got you, got you

I'ma do that for the Bossman

But I got you, got you

I'ma do that for the Bossman

But I got you, got you

This one here for the Bossman