The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
Paper paper paper paper paper paper that's what
I'm pursuin' f*ck them haters tell them catch me later cause I'm on the move
I'ma shine all up in they faces like a supermoon gettin' mine
Know I'm all in I ain't tryna lose shoot my shot
I don't hit the jumper I'ma snatch the board dish it out rotate to
The baseline and give em all a pick a spot
It don't really matter cause my shit for sure comin' like a rookie
Michael Jordan back in 84
I'm all in takin' penitential chances daily tryna ball in
I ain't with the stallin' Rocky off in match mode
Careful not to fall in out to get this cash flow
I'm mackin' on these broads bands
Pistol in my lap to the top we in the lab not connected like the wifi and
I ain't bout to crash out
I want it in a major way on it
I ain't came to play you can check the game
I be spittin' from the shit I say its real life
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
Paper paper paper paper paper paper paper man
I gotta have it all about my cabbage doin' what it take to Grab it
I grew up from out some savage livin' life wasn't easy
In the mix from in the mornin' till it's late in the Evenin'
Niggas either winnin' pimpin' or runnin' they mouth all that tough shit get you smoked f*ck what you
Talkin' about you mention Rowdy in your speech and watch
I be at your house you bumpin' loud on all these Beats
But in these streets you a mouse this money my motivation when it's beef it get grounded
I stay far away From fakes don't need no weak shit around me stayin' hungry and humble
All gas and no brake pads you know I'm all in and ain't no way I could shake that
You witnessin' shake back I Weathered the struggle
Told my bitch to hold me down cause ain't no sleep till I bubble
Stayin' hungry and Humble all gas and no brake pads you know
I'm all in and ain't no way I could shake that
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
Rowdy Boraguard - BORAGUARD ROWDYIZM (All In) Lyrics
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The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
Paper paper paper paper paper paper that's what
I'm pursuin' f*ck them haters tell them catch me later cause I'm on the move
I'ma shine all up in they faces like a supermoon gettin' mine
Know I'm all in I ain't tryna lose shoot my shot
I don't hit the jumper I'ma snatch the board dish it out rotate to
The baseline and give em all a pick a spot
It don't really matter cause my shit for sure comin' like a rookie
Michael Jordan back in 84
I'm all in takin' penitential chances daily tryna ball in
I ain't with the stallin' Rocky off in match mode
Careful not to fall in out to get this cash flow
I'm mackin' on these broads bands
Pistol in my lap to the top we in the lab not connected like the wifi and
I ain't bout to crash out
I want it in a major way on it
I ain't came to play you can check the game
I be spittin' from the shit I say its real life
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
Paper paper paper paper paper paper paper man
I gotta have it all about my cabbage doin' what it take to Grab it
I grew up from out some savage livin' life wasn't easy
In the mix from in the mornin' till it's late in the Evenin'
Niggas either winnin' pimpin' or runnin' they mouth all that tough shit get you smoked f*ck what you
Talkin' about you mention Rowdy in your speech and watch
I be at your house you bumpin' loud on all these Beats
But in these streets you a mouse this money my motivation when it's beef it get grounded
I stay far away From fakes don't need no weak shit around me stayin' hungry and humble
All gas and no brake pads you know I'm all in and ain't no way I could shake that
You witnessin' shake back I Weathered the struggle
Told my bitch to hold me down cause ain't no sleep till I bubble
Stayin' hungry and Humble all gas and no brake pads you know
I'm all in and ain't no way I could shake that
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
Paper paper paper paper paper paper that's what
I'm pursuin' f*ck them haters tell them catch me later cause I'm on the move
I'ma shine all up in they faces like a supermoon gettin' mine
Know I'm all in I ain't tryna lose shoot my shot
I don't hit the jumper I'ma snatch the board dish it out rotate to
The baseline and give em all a pick a spot
It don't really matter cause my shit for sure comin' like a rookie
Michael Jordan back in 84
I'm all in takin' penitential chances daily tryna ball in
I ain't with the stallin' Rocky off in match mode
Careful not to fall in out to get this cash flow
I'm mackin' on these broads bands
Pistol in my lap to the top we in the lab not connected like the wifi and
I ain't bout to crash out
I want it in a major way on it
I ain't came to play you can check the game
I be spittin' from the shit I say its real life
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
Paper paper paper paper paper paper paper man
I gotta have it all about my cabbage doin' what it take to Grab it
I grew up from out some savage livin' life wasn't easy
In the mix from in the mornin' till it's late in the Evenin'
Niggas either winnin' pimpin' or runnin' they mouth all that tough shit get you smoked f*ck what you
Talkin' about you mention Rowdy in your speech and watch
I be at your house you bumpin' loud on all these Beats
But in these streets you a mouse this money my motivation when it's beef it get grounded
I stay far away From fakes don't need no weak shit around me stayin' hungry and humble
All gas and no brake pads you know I'm all in and ain't no way I could shake that
You witnessin' shake back I Weathered the struggle
Told my bitch to hold me down cause ain't no sleep till I bubble
Stayin' hungry and Humble all gas and no brake pads you know
I'm all in and ain't no way I could shake that
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
The B-O-R-A-G-U-A-R-D is underground thuggin' till I die the
R-O-W-D-Y-I-Z it's money on my motherf*ckin' mind
Writer: Darryl Searl Jr
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