Killa Kyleon - Lean Back lyrics

[talking] Boss Hogg Outlawz, yeah Yeah-yeah, Killa [Hook x2] See my niggaz don't dance, we just go in our pants And, pull the glock and spray [Kyleon] K to the Wizz-I, L to the E-zie Not Snoop D-O-double G, but he off the heezie Diamond chain and the big badge, got 'em freezy Houston we have a problem, please believe me I'm the hottest, from Compton to Queens In Dead End, I'm the cat that they bump in the 'Leans And on the way to the club, 'fore they jump in they jeans I be all in they walkman, while they pump to the fiends Here's a sample, and you ain't got to clear it I be the shit round this bitch, you gon know it 'fore you hear it So, lean back like Fat Joe Before this gat blow, and leave your face swoll up like Sachmo I'm at the top, way ahead of you motherfuckers Not Bernie Mac, but I ain't scared of you motherfuckers I got novacaine shots, that'll deaden you motherfuckers When I pull out the glock, and put lead in you motherfuckers You get put, in a bag like trash When I ride on your ass, like glass Now you a memory, a thing of the past When I cock back, and put sixteen in your mask I run Houston, like I's the mayor And I don't pimp to these hoes, cause I's a playa I'm a pimp, I'll leave tricking to you guys to pay her I just scoop her up, and take her to the Telly and lay her I keep heat, like a bon fire I retired my hands with Jigga Man, all you get is gun fire Now knuckle up, and try to fight the bullet And see if you Bruce Leeroy, and can fight the bullet bitch [talking] Boss Hogg Outlawz, Day 1 Familia You're now officially in the hood, ya know You hitting the corners, but while you hitting the corners Here's a few thangs, you need to know about "Boyz N Blue" it's in stores now, so go pick that up Sir Daily & Lil' Mel "Money Hungry" that's in stores now So go pick that up, then we got PJ "The Rap Hustler" coming That's July 30th, also be on the look out For the "Boyz N Blue" DVD, and we got the soundtrack "The Boyz N Blue G-Mixes", it's gon be some good shit Coming your way mayn so, while you in the hood Keep that on your mind, and fuck with your boy And hit the sto', hey-hey-hey Killa