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down, break a beat down and by the time u turn around it’s ‘bout the time to put the streets

My young n***a jumped off the porch getting into all sorts,

F Cancer

Young Thug

F Cancer

2016

Ay fuck cancer, shout out to Boosie (real spit)
I fuck your main bitch, I gave her cooties (slime season)
Let's get it (hey)

Get it, all my

put em in the Truck
Have You Smoking like purp 
Get hit it this Lil pump (Bow)

You can catch a fade just like Lil boosie
Play dirty Get hit wit dis uzi

Ayy, yeah, LDC gang shit, lil' bitch
Woah, I just swerved off the fuckin' road Yeah, it's big, Lope Dope, I'm payin' the toll
Pay that fee
I'm

up on a Z then she choosing
Better be a good one that you choosin' cause you gon' lose me
Never sing for no bum boosie I'm not toosie
If I show her

My bro in the cell, he said you gon' blow up, Lil n***a, your time is tickin
I said I'ma make it, you gotta watch closer, Cause I'm the golden ticket

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

a body like I'm Boosie
Poems like I'm Toosii
Write ten songs, go again, that's the routine
I won't change on my friends, I ain't booky
We could start

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

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

Bank Roll

T.I.

Best Trappers Alive

2009

Boosie Bad Ass, Ima send this maw'fucker right here
To all my niggas out there gettin bank rolls putcha mothafuckin hands up

Bank roll after bank

S.U.C., I eat wit DJ Michael Watts
I don't wanna be in a rap group, I'd rather do me alone
Everybody so surely, I'm so glad that boy Lil Boosie is home

I

a murder beat
Yeah, I got a murder beef, I'm just tryna get somethin' to eat
Me and my lil' main squeeze, give a nigga a break please
Chain on Frigidaire,

lil' boy
She wantin' the Birkin, I split with my bae, you just gon' have to be patient (Like a doctor Nuck)
Roll up that loud and a spliff
A dugget by

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

Shhhh okay
Back it up
Back it up
Shawty stepped off in the club, lil mama bad as fuck
By the way she moving, got these bitches mad at her
You can pop

is illegal (damn)
They let Gunna go, we tryin' to figure out that happened (he snitchin')
He took a plea deal, Lil Boosie say that nigga rattin' (aw)

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

the light on a porch
Got so much music, runnin' out of storage
Bad lil' bitch and she hotter than porridge
Stress me out I fill my lungs
Stress me out I hold

Let's get it
Aye aye
Lil bitch like hey Dir
I'm like lil bitch get up out my face
All these other shorties they just want the money
They ain't go buy

a
Helluva lot to go thru, but see them
Old folks sittin on the porch, they Countin on youuuu
I survived in the ghetto streets now these lil kids wanna be like

department
I'm from the 'partments, in the 'partments

From them apartments door 112, building 2
Pissed off watchin' my cousin lil Duke
Boosie Boo from them

Pourin' the Syrup

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi, Vol. 2: Gangsta Grillz

2014

on Highland
Boosie had a black Monte Carlo and a 'Burban
I was in a grey Monte Carlo and a Tahoe
He was doing shows, bad hoes up in Talo's
I was speaking

Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

(Mixed by) Graveyard pack
Jail house crowded
Black rain, black rain

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded