Downtown Boyz

Downtown Boyz

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really cool upbeat song rap song kinda simiar to boom boom Pow but very much different
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really cool upbeat song rap song kinda simiar to boom boom Pow but very much different

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Submitted: April 06, 2010

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Submitted: April 06, 2010

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We practice everyday to we could learn to play in the U.S.A. We picked the clubs we stuck with our luck and it was pulled with contracts. Asking what those guys call themselves. I dunno maybe you shoud listen to ya boombox. Picking up where Tupac left off.

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Downtown boyz Downtown boyz. Touch the clouds. With our noise. DownTown Boyz. 3 4 need. Let us sing. You know our name you caught our bling. In the lights above this stage, we called life. You and I.  Free the trend. ignite the style. Make the rules cause we break them. You might wanna call 911. When you hear our blast coming form our mouths like a 44 magnum. Or grillz so shining in the sun. Our blings still nice to the dames . Ya know our names.
There was no noise we couldn't destroy. We the stars of the sho. Chilling with the Clintons on the road.  Here we go again. All the platinums. Larger than elephantz.

We sticked to what we believe in. Looking up to our maker.But still our you nature had thrills with the trigger fingga. Firgured out how to take things out. Sorry for them passed mistakes but today. Were here to jump up this concrete stage.
Us and them We the good guy they the bad men with the blows to our heads. As children my friends jumped up with adrenaline. Me rapping with the band on our sterio system. As the people spoke whose those boyz tellem young ting.

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Downtown boyz Downtown boyz. Touch the clouds. With our noise. DownTown Boyz. 3 4 need. Let us sing. You know our name you caught our bling. In the lights above this stage, we called life. You and I.  Free the trend. Break the style. Make the rules cause we break them. You might wanna call 911. When you hear our blast coming form our mouths like a 44 magnum. Or grillz so shining in the sun. Our blings still nice to the dames . Ya know our names.
There was no noise we couldn't destroy. We the stars of the show. We the reason for the shocks Chilling with the Clintons on the road.  Here we go again. All the platinums. Larger than elephantz.


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