Boss Hog Barbarians Cocksucka Lyrics

[J-Zone]
{"c___sucker!"}
Yo

I'd like to take this time to thank y'all for that J-Zone hatred
All that critical acclaim s___, I ain't think that I could make it
Critics, and hip-hop purists give me c___
They want "Bottle of Whup a__" I gave 'em Boss Hog rap
Fickle fans I can't funk with y'all
Rather have your lil' sister play a flute solo on my b____!
And they say life's a b____, that never takes her clothes off
So I'm quick to feed her a d___wich and a side order of coleslaw

[Celph t__led]
You know I'm laughin when I hear Celph t__led can't rap for nothin
And you right cause if I'm spittin it's at least 3500
And that's, per bar, by far as real as it gets
So spread rumors, talk s___, see the limp I walk with b____?
They got a problem when I spit usin these raw words
But I'm a Hog 'til I die, out my mind, I'm absurd
I prefer you come see me you got a problem with it
c___sucker I'm a glock buster with clips for the critics, sheeeit

{"Watch it c___sucker!"}

[J-Zone]
And I love it when y'all say I fell off {"c___sucker"} yup
Regression's my middle name now suck a d___ or cut a check
But even when I'm 84, boy my d___ will still stretch
from Hong Kong to Hollis and my wife'll be in college
19 and s__y and a real {"c___sucker"}
Like my ex did for me but when she serviced other brothers
I learned, you can't trust a hoeslaw
So for now all I let that b____ touch is this d___ and that door

[Celph t__led]
Now back home they all be lovin me so f___ a {"c___sucker"}
Who talkin s___ about Tampa, we'll put a gun to your mother
And f___ her raw with no rubbers so cold hug a {"c___sucker"}
Let her know that you love her, peep where I skeeted on the sofa cover
It ain't over slugger, I love the speculations
on my confrontations yes I've been stompin faces we mobbin haters
Made more cash off rap than you can imagine {"c___sucker"}
And me and Zone got the best coats at dog show pageants
c___sucker

{"c___sucker!"}
{"c___sucker"}

[J-Zone nursery rhyme]
Hoe, hoe, hoe you b____, quickly down the track
Pimpin and pimpin and pimpin and pimpin, it's time to get my cash
{*cash register sound*}

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