C-BO - Boo Yow! Lyrics
.4 5 Glock 40`s on sight to seeMe and the homies run deep like a wild pack of wolvesAttack like the Congo`s when niggas talk bullBetter step and get further before them hollow tips spitThe Vulcan automatic with the Vulcan death gripWalk the strip and still tote see four in the tipand explode on Kryptonite chronic blunts when we dipChorus:And I be hittin mother*****ers like boo yow!Whatchu mother*****ers wanna do now?I be hittin mother*****ers like boo yow!Take your whole mother*****in crew outI be hittin mother*****ers like boo yow!Whatchu mother*****ers wanna do now?I be hittin mother*****ers like boo yow!Take your whole mother*****in crew outNow step into my zone, we can get it onRoll a coupe, not a chrome, ***** a sack, I wanna zoneStay blown on the strip, all switches away from dipsNext to the mack and the lil` homey talkin shitHe quick to blast on that ass, blood puddles in the grassI thought `Make sure he dead, come back and then we smashwitta .4-5 automatic slug in his windpipeAin`t no love, for a thug livin one lifeWe split wigs back like afro picksFlagged up, ain`t your momma`s style when we dipYoung hogs creepin thru the fogReady for combat, just me and my dogg***** y`all, other niggas all on my dickFor the money and *****es ain`t really down to do shitAnother lyrical cap into your craniumWe known to blow shit up like nuclear uraniumChorusI explode like a nuclear warhead, wit this lyrical gangthat I slang like cocaine, makin the crowd bangAs we kick up more dust than a pick-upAssaults, murders, and armoured truck stick-upCos ain`t too many niggas that can ***** with theseGz, pumpin and dumpin them ridahs on fo` D`sWit a fo`-fo`, quote I give, `busters are jokes`and watch the concrete smack him in his face when he smokesFo` sure, I`m known like the Boyz N` The HoodA Menace II Society knows it`s tryin me, best to knock on some woodI bring it back to the good hooks, wish that they could ***** wit thislyrical microphone assassination hood spittin.45 hollow point chips at`cha chestThe grinders penetrate a vest in the wild, wild WestSo break north, south or east, retreat and meet defeatIt`s West Coast, ready for combat, strapped wit heatChorus
