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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

it's cool
So they hidin' all they love for you in private
I keep it too real, they fear me, I want the world to hear me
I know Lil Boosie, Tory Lanez,

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

survive these streets
Got old and we found a lil peace
Got money and we kept it real neat
While you ran yo mouth on the couch though
We would get this money

Choo fresh out the freezer, gon' work it till you woozy
You been in the same spot two years, oh, you loozy

Lil' rapper caught a body, think he stiff,

Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

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

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded

Yeah, lets go
Huh swerve on em yeah (Big Swerve)
Yeah, let's go
Big Swerve (ISwerve)
Big Swerve no other, I'm swerving on em me and my lil brother

When I ran up my money all these bitches came toward me
I hop in the booth and I tell Rackzo to record me
Bad lil bitch she the one she told me that

Hip Hop Hooray

Webbie

Touch Down 2 Cause Hell

2015

the same thing
Models, Bugatti's and bottles, damn shame
It seems rappers don't struggle no mo', love they mothers no mo'
I just left a place where you

case that when thing slowed up 
But before your first case we did we want 
Went off to college same school was a must 
Had to have you by my side you

catch me on tha interstate (I10)
actin bad, ho's hollin there he go
who? Boosie bad ass
and these fools know i keep that thang
that go that yard spinnin'

therapy March 1st, 2023, y'all lost the old me
Word around town, nigga talkin' down, you was the homie
I'm movin' like me only, I'm coolin' with me only

pistol boy u know that s**t a prop
Story tellin' on the snap; I peep the way u n***as rock
I think you lil n***as swines y'all be talkin' like some cops

bankrolls
Same nigga since a day old
Nah fo real I just change clothes
Y'all dnt need to know what I came for
I feel u should know by now
U ain't make it out

Lightning Strikes (Not Once But Twice) [Live; Previously Unreleased Track]

The Clash

Clash on Broadway

1991

spring than it's time to sing
Never mind the l'il birdies wing
Look out, look out, old New York
New York's coming an' New York talks
Hey! Strike! Not

Lightning Strikes (Not Once But Twice)

The Clash

Sandinista!

1980

spring than it's time to sing
Never mind the l'il birdies wing
Look out, look out, old New York
New York's coming an' New York talks
Hey! Strike! Not

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

Ayy, man, I don't know what the fuck
You're on, but I'm on a different planet
 you know what I'm sayin'?
Huh, yeah (I'm on the same shit you're on)

suicide
Welcome to the 21st century
Where all your kids got adhd that's why these beats always be changing 
Like where the fuck are we going
Where the fuck

line
Too many rappers getting played by labels a deal ain't even Cross my mind (I ain't lying)
Industry all fucked up wassup with all these new lil

me good ol face (Sloppy)
Fresh to death get the casket close it mane
I ain't lil Boosie but whip me down
I see you lil niggas y'all really clowns
Say

off her jaw
When I fight we ain't losin' we ain't takin' no draws
No fuckin' Boosie we gone set this bitch off
For a lil' price ass we can get you

buy if your money in discretion
We'll beat you and car jacks and leave you wit a concussion
We the gang, we mash and blast and maintain
Still the same

takin' shit

Bitch, I ain't who you used to know (nope)
I done shot off to the moon, lil' ho (gone)
Still order me a 4 for 4 (for real)
Painted drank