The Write'Stry of MiA

Them Boyz

I got them hit em up boys..
The real McCoys..
The kind that pump fear in your heart type boys..
Them double barrel..extended clip type boys..
They got that buck for you and your boys..
Got them real men toys..
Them lullaby blues kind of boys..
Them is my boys..
From the gutter on up...
Move in motions you never even heard of..
Not trying make it on the news type..
Just breaking news at 11 o'clock live..
Suspects still at large..
No evidence to implicate any by far..
Them boys..
That will show up..
And show down..
When they just see me frown..
No witnesses left behind..
Bad boys that know where to hide..
I try to stay at peace..
Too much going on in the streets..
No matter where my life ends up to be..
Them boys will always be there for me..
I will forever love my boys..
I may end up with an outside boy..
But I can always call on my boys..
The real Sleepers crew..
My boys are pros at what they do..
They ain't the talk about it type dudes..
Just show up and shut down a whole crew..
If I ever asked them to..
But never will I do..
Stupid shit to put them in such predicaments like bitches do..
I ain't the crybaby type..
Just tryin to spare your life..
You ain't all about the real hype..
Deep down inside..
I am blessed with such kinds..
So I bless others that try to step out of line..
Last Boyscout type boys..
With that Bruce Willis type noise..
Ain't no honor amongst thieves..
My boys got enough up their sleeves..
To petty themselves with your type of breed..
You ain't ready for the beef..
Them boys got that heat..
So fire, the sun can't even compete..
But I see y'all still want to test me..
Please..
Don't tempt me..
It takes a lot more than just your stupidity..
To test waters so deep..
Still waters run deep..
Will run you to sleep..
And rest in real peace..
But you can keep on testing me..
If it's your wish..
Than by all means..
I won't grant you three..
Just the one..
And your done..
That's it..