Correction Lyrics B.O.S by Lil Loaded

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Ayy, free Tay Tay, man
Free my dawg
Yeah (Free my dawg), yeah
They got my n***a on twenty three and one
We gon' get my n***a out, man
They can't post up there with y'all n***as
Ayy

I got that heat in the kitchen
My brother sold birds, my brother sold pigeons
Hit a n***a line for a bowl or a chicken
How you want a meal but a n***a can't work
Had some hard times got a pot and made work
Reach for my neck, I'ma shoot it like thirty
B.O.S n***a put his brains on his shirt
B.O.S n***a put his brains on his shirt

Whack a n***a for a feat
Hunnids or fifties don't matter to me
Still got my OG mac under the sheets
Free the round drum f**k a n***a extension
You say you a shooter show me how you livin
Say I act fake, I'm just mindin my business
I'm in the all-white, my mind up on killing
Smokin' this gas, I'ma pa** out
Callin' me broke, got cash now
Whole new drip, I'm in my bag now
We don't rock from the plug, hit the stash house
Laws get behind me, I'ma smash out
We ain't waitin for twelve, do the dash now
Hope my lil' crotha don't crash now
Yuh, ayy
Ayy, hope my lil' crotha don't crash now
I got that heat in the kitchen
My brother sold birds, my brother sold pigeons
Hit a n***a line for a bowl or a chicken
How you want a meal but a n***a can't work
Had some hard times got a pot and made work
Reach for my neck, I'ma shoot it like thirty
B.O.S n***a put his brains on his shirt
B.O.S n***a put his brains on his shirt
I got that heat in the kitchen
My brother sold birds, my brother sold pigeons
Hit a n***a line for a bowl or a chicken
How you want a meal but a n***a can't work
Had some hard times got a pot and made work
Reach for my neck, I'ma shoot it like thirty
B.O.S n***a put his brains on his shirt
B.O.S n***a put his brains on his shirt

All of the money keep me in the streets
Geeked of an X, I ain't slappin no weak
Added too sour, my b*t*hes ain't sweet
That pu**y be good, it taste just like a peach
Pa** for the hood, just watch how I preach
Serving these pack in the hood like Meek
When I get a mil', I'ma f**k her on the beach
Yeah, I'ma f**k her on the beach, goddamn
I got that heat in the kitchen
My brother sold birds, my brother sold pigeons
Hit a n***a line for a bowl or a chicken
How you want a meal but a n***a can't work
Had some hard times got a pot and made work
Reach for my neck, I'ma shoot it like thirty
B.O.S n***a put his brains on his shirt
B.O.S n***a put his brains on his shirt

Yo, free Tay Tay, man
Free Tay Tay, man, f**k the opps (Free Tay Tay, man)
You know what I'm saying
Gang sh*t
Gang
You know what I'm saying, gang

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