'all crash dummies. That's my word, Wild Boyz, east and south connection. Rest of you muthafuckas stay out my muthfuckin' business, you heard me. What, what up, Wild Boyz
juve, jimmy call for ya his thang? (ya understand) Ya got the projects backin, while cash money's mackin this your style of rap I'm jackin, got wild boyz
go get 'em Let's, let's, let's go get 'em Them Wild Boyz, Them Wild Boyz Them Wild Boyz, Them Wild Boyz Them Wild Boyz, Them Wild Boyz Them Wild Boyz, Them Wild Boyz
'all know what time it is [Chorus: x2] You got rope round your neck, duct tape on ya wrist Pistol whips til ya scared, now here comes my diss [Da Wild Boyz
born for combat, lil bitch ass niggas, ya'll aint ready for war Nigga we millionaires, billionaires... ya'll niggas beggin the mother fuckin record company for
these streets, or ya fucked 50 rounds spit out A chopper to kill a couple Fuck a scuffle, cause only the weak live neat Da Wild Boyz (wild boys) run the
you did it Real chick only let you hit it Respectin by my clique stayin by her man In public business unload get wild and thangs She's real thats why
but a playaz ball TB's in check all for one and one for all I'm really looking for the one and only girlfriend Don't wanna play no moreKeep huntin' for
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