BOW Boyz

(álbum: My Turn - 2011)

Transcribing...

[Verse 1 Pricetag:]
One time, look
I'm the type of nigga who put on for his bros
Went from sleeping on the floor, then getting [?] show
The type of nigga with no daddy, who was raised around Crips
If the homie's gon' do time, we putting bread on his box
The type of nigga on his pimping go this game and be pitching
Who addicted to money but allergic to snitch and
The type of nigga that know it's your girl and tell you she fine
Looking you in your eyes, plot on her and tell you "She mine"

[Verse 2 Turtle NoJoke:]
See I'm the type of nigga he hate and the type of nigga she love
That smoking on, that drinking on, that stambling at the club
We the type of nigga, you the type of nigga that communicate with them boys
Shots fired at 10 o'clock, [?] cop siren, hear that noise
Beat that case like I'm O.J with a bad bitch like foreplay
Car black like Rosay better listen what this boss say
Play day like role play the bullshits [?]
Car rent like a nose bleed
Conversations like four jeans

[Verse 3 Pricetag:]
I'm the type of nigga who ain't changed for fame
With a single street mama that just gave him the game
The type of niggas with emply christmas but ain't sad
But gotta put on for his son and gave him what he ain't have
The type of nigga who be stunting, taking all the chances
Getting all this money, doing the fly dances
The type of nigga that's captain they call in the place
Who putting and got a the top as it's fallin into place

[Verse 4 Oktane:]
The type of nigga 'bout 50 deep in the club
Bow Boy that got you girl trynna creep in the club
[?]
That'll make a nasty look girl, like your baby's mother
The type of nigga that turn your club up
Let me get that hand clap
Bring me in the beat, I bring his head back
Type of nigga that's gon' get on and stay on
Type of nigga that make you clique diss just to hating on

[Hook x8:]
Yeah it' them Bow Boyz, it's them Bow Boyz (We on fire)

[Verse 5 Pricetag:]
I'm the type of nigga who prolly should be runnig for mayor
Who be saging in the toe, pinkie-thumbing the air
The type of nigga who ain't got no other choise but to make it
Be on the d-low but the G-Code he never gon' break it
The type of nigga who don't look at the tag when he shopping
And go' jumping in the head up if the homies locking
The type of nigga that see a belt and just spinning stack on it
That hit the studio make the beat and then rap on it

[Verse 6 Turtle NoJoke:]
See I'm the type of nigga that solid
No word can break my [?]
Lil mama hour fine call that bitch my perfect timing
Introduce you to my giants, this is Fe, Fi, and Fo, Fum
Might not got aim but, how you gon dodge 4 guns?
Price what it do? Okt what it is bro?
Can't convict the brodie if they can't find the witness
Ask me what I'm doing and prolly kicking back chilling
Rolling up purps and then smoke to the ceiling

[Verse 7 Oktane:]
Uhhh
Type of nigga drinkin 'till his body heating up
Mayweather with your girl's body, I beat it up
Type of nigga that keep that money with a wedding ring
You girl asked me "What's new?" and I told her "everythang!"
BOW money and music, we winning nigga you loosing
And that's the main reason that your girlfriend choosing
I know I'm that nigga you ain't even got a clap
Cause I run my city you ain't even got a lap
BOW!

[Price:]
Ya! It's B-O-Dub nigga
Ya already know what it is
Man it's Brodies Over Everything my nigga
It's Brodies Over Haters my nigga
It's Brodies Over Fake Niggas
Man straight up
Free my nigga Matt
Free my nigga Ninja
We out here you already know what it is
I.E stand up!
B-O-Dub, pinkie and thumb my niggas
That's all you gonna see
Let's get it

[Hook x8]