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recky - boyz in black lyrics

[chorus]recky:
really outside
really tryna feed my fam
just short of a million man
really tryna scheme on gang?
it’s mad, plug might drop me the box but i bring all the p’s right back
tell bro, don’t get caught by the blues or cheffed by the boys in black

really outside like
really tryna feed my fam
just short of a million man
really tryna scheme on gang?
it’s mad, plug might drop me the box but i bring all the p’s right back
tell bro don’t get caught by the blues or cheffed by the boys in black

[verse] sl:
ay, we the boys in black
you need blood from the boys in blue
yeah they really wanna lock my gang
but i still got faith in my goons
bad b-tch badder than you and she sucks my d-ck while she sings my tunes
she didn’t even smack my zoot but she still tipsy off the rasclaat fumes
the castle’s under attack
best move low when the boys cut through
n-gg-s love scheme on man
like go try walk on the moon
hookers get beat and dash
and the ops get beat and bruised
and that’s if i lack
more time i put a blade in you
on your licensed whips, tools on hips, it weren’t the safest trip
but if you really tryna see that quick then you better learn soon you gotta take them risk
couple of the guys got shipped
like how could he fall for that shit
the n-gg- try run got tripped
and i swear i saw them falling shit
blowed weed on the main road
got civilians coughing on my potion
that last spliff had me ko’d
now i’m doing everything in slow motion
she go low when i say so
and she do her ting no emotion
i still get round there any day bro
jump out leave a b-tch boy frozen

[chorus]recky:
really outside
really tryna feed my fam
just short of a million man
really tryna scheme on gang?
it’s mad, plug might drop me the box but i bring all the p’s right back
tell bro don’t get caught by the blues or cheffed by the boys in black

[verse]recky:
like, might step with crew more time i phone that trap
like b-tch move stack for two when i see wine, plank
shit, d-mn, little bro got nicked with the very long axe
quick, grans, when i’m sh-lling out b’s any side no sand
sit back, take a puff , toke toke, then i think of a plan
normally man, do it all for my bro do a boy like pack
invest fam, put down p’s for the days when it ain’t gonna bang
don’t test man, they want question, man don’t ask the facts
man grind hard for my fam , different
coming out hard when i rap
switch it, man don’t tark
flip shit, feds all on my -rs- , pigshit
rolling on your dargs, different
roll up then i spark
two two bun then i swing it to the dargs
don’t get mad, then we fill up the car
reckless, don’t start talking p-ss
don’t get mad might shoe up your claart
and, rolling mad equipped
no lighter big bro still spark
and, if we shoot and miss lucky that you didn’t catch one in your heart
like, if we shoot and miss lucky that you didn’t catch one in your heart

[chorus]recky:
really outside
really tryna feed my fam
just short of a million man
really tryna scheme on gang?
it’s mad, plug might drop me the box but i bring all the p’s right back
tell bro don’t get caught by the blues or cheffed by the boys in black

- recky lyrics

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