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AZ lyrics : "It's A Boy Thing"

AZ:
Yeah...Where's it at?
From !@&@e to Dope, gettin' it on the outta state strip

Star Trek was the stamp pass some outer space %#@!
Ice the bracelet, 3 karats, custom made %#@!
Love or hate it, had two (*##$es playin' day %#@!

Kept a cheese line security, holdin' three nines
I'm tryin' to see mines, knowin' diesel's on the decline
Whip the work up, more than traffic, who's the first up?

See them young cats $#&@ wit that Crack, but be the first stuck
Too many on the same block, same talk
In fact they all probably cop from the same spot

I'm heavy in it, every car got the celli in it
Dash board Amor Alled up Cherry scented
Trees mixed wit it, different pagers every minute

Play the block smellin' easy miyach, I'm buried in it
It's boss playin', respect the lifestyle I'm portrayin'
Play the streets wit a freak up in my loft playin'

Nickel nines, my prime young duns'll stick you blind
Told the only way to get doe is if you grind


CHORUS: Nature (AZ)
Some thugs have all the luck
While some thugs feel all the pain (Feel that)

Locked up doin' major time, or on the block still caught in the game
It's a boy thing (Morphine, Quine Nine...Yeah)
It's the dope game (Bonita, Thiedga, shoot it, sell it, snort it)

Some thugs have all the luck (We got this)
Some thugs have all the fame


AZ:
So now it's platinum, diamonds, and gold, we all hold
Cars we all drove, hoes we all know

Shorts in the summertime, minks for the snow
(*##$ $$# ^!$$%s got back snitched on the low
It's funny how the Feds always knew where to go

It's our price, dope & vice, watch me blow
It's real shifty, brought fam to get ill wit me
To many 50/50 ^!$$%s tryin' to chill wit me, build wit me

Plus my connects still hit me
What ^!$$%? Nine on the cut, %#@! is crispy
What makes a man? Most y'all ^!$$%s fakin' y'all hand

Wrong %#@! up in you cake mix takin' your grams
If you a hustla do it like the hustlas do
Clientel first before you try stretchin' your stew

Big boys play for large sums
Stack up, strategize, watch the cars come
It's all a game, never get caught in the fame, or short your change

Boy is a slang for Dope, girl is Cocaine
You no name, knock a Ki of work in a week
Through word of mouth came the clout, now I'm hurtin' streets


CHORUS: Nature (AZ)
Some thugs have all the luck (Wha)

While some thugs feel all the pain (You know?)
Locked up doin' major time (Double digits), or on the block still caught
in the game

It's a boy thing (3-5-7, 9 and a half)
It's the dope game (Surprise, Body Bag, Unknown)


AZ:
Control all the mad money, 98 Jag money
Brag money, the type killas wanna bag from me

Name ringin' medallion on my chain swingin'
We mastered, soldiers even in the rain slingin'
Turkeys on Thanksgivin', lovin' the chips

Seven day trips, (*##$es just lovin' the dip
Can we live? No more safe boxes in the cribs
Just bank accounts, different ammounts, $#&@ a bid

We slow grindin', lady friends co-signin'
Legit jobs, houses, & cars, but no shinin'
Life or death, learnin' new steps, right from left

Preciseness, where I end off you bite the rest

CHORUS: Nature (AZ)

Some thugs have all the luck
While some thugs feel all the pain (You know)
Locked up doin' major time (25 with a L), or on the block still caught
in the game
It's a boy thing (Woar)

Some thugs have all the luck
While some thugs feel all the pain (It's like this)
Locked up doin' major time (It's on & on & on), or on the block still
caught in the game
It's a boy thing


AZ:
Game don't stop... Wha... You know the kings, we know the kings, it's
like this y'all...VIP.. Ved bag, dope thinkin', ^!$$%s gnawin' off this
%#@!, huh, 98, huh, ya hear? Ghetto Fabulous baby, What the $#&@? We

out

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