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a action punch
I done told these niggas bout acting up
Say the want that lil straight drop
I'ma give these niggas what they asking for
I'm steady popping

I got my Weapon IN
The club
Nigga get up out my face
I don't be Jeffin' in The Club
How you a gangsta and a snitch?
Lil n*gga you a DUB
You dont take

really got me fucked up
Talkin' shit, boy, don't get fucked up
I can walk out, go back in
Told these niggas I'm up by ten
Turn these fuck niggas off, I'm

Lil' boosie
Ayy, hit her from the front, press down on her stomach, made her do the tootsie roll, yeah
She want me to put the spoon in her cookie dough,

no tip
No 3.5 I smoke by the zip
Pull up on a opp make em' valet the whip
Kill em with style get em' murked in my drip
Pull up on a opp make em' valet

ya 
I got a bag put it  on ya head 
Lil boosie on all these fuck NIGHAZ brah 
I’m wit the shit know I’m in the street 
Know I got it bang brains by ya

a hunnid rounds
lil boosie wipe ya down
Yo niggas shooting from the three point
We Pullin up from outta bounds
Larry bird Scottie pippen my nigga cost ya 33

Boosie Badazz investments 3
This nigga here one of the
Coldest in the game
Game your's nigga, take it nigga
I saw what they ain't see
Open they eyes

boutta go
To this other dude i fucked his girl
I'm boutta tell y'all that story hang on

Fuck that lil hoe fuck that lil hoe
I fucked that lil hoe (hang

Trauma only made me glow
Can't define me by my lows
Brought my ego through the do'
Got enough to serve em all
Gotta treat me like you know
Got me fucked up

diamonds by the
Uh
Woah

Running out of love
Keep that .40 tucked
Man I'm trying to get these bucks
Lil baby I'm about to go up
Lil baby I be booted up

that from my buzzin
Shoutout to Trapjit we be thuggin

Hold up lil' bitch pipe down
Red nose makeup she a clown
I cannot take that bitch down
I'm feelin'

Real trap or die, if I ain't trappin', I'm rappin
Don't want me slidin', swear to God, I get actin
Call up lil' bros send a blitz like it's madden
Call

Six 12's

Webbie

Savage Life 2 [Clean]

2008

Like to play tha songs with alotta slap in em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross

like a biker boy
We are the So Icy Gang, tatted like a biker gang
Dreaded up, breaded up, wet it up, and bet it up
Bitch, you don't wanna bet, pull up

Bad lil' bitch for the summer
Yeah she got me hung up
Runnin' wild til' the suns up
We stay high get fucked up
Bad lil' bitch for the summer
Yeah she

lil peep
Smoke up toke up nothings what it seems
Dominate the scean now im feeling like a king 
I woke up fucked up feeling like a dream
Feelin like

cup up
Tell em shut up
We getting fucked up
Fill your drink up
Fill your cup up
Tell em shut up
We getting fucked up
Girl you like a 8 by 10
On my radar

the pain (say that)
through all the rumors god still blessin boosie (fuckin right)
fuck a nigga god protected lil boosie
will a pussy nigga shoot me his

pain at all, can't walk a mile in these
It's a pistol under my coat and it's a trick right up my sleeve
He fucked around and met the Colt, the .45 left

No, we ain't worried (No)
'Cause we love swingin' on niggas
Track life forever and ever and ever (And ever)
Rest in peace Lil Bleek
Got your face up

skrilla
Gone throw that ass for a real nigga
Gone shake that ass for a lil skrilla
I know I got yo main nigga tight
We be at my crib by the end of the night

you ain't Boosie
Yeah, know that drank good, when you pour it, hit the bottle
Yeah, Prada's on my feet, Cuban licks all on my collar
I do crime by

Me
Da Judge Looked At Me
And Said How You Doin' Boosie
He Called Me By My Nickname[Ooooh]
What You Think I'm Stupid[b---h]
You Wanna Railroad