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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

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)

Fightin in the Club

I-20

Twanked Out Down South

2004

I-20 is a street nigga, better recognise bitch
We ain't gotta go outside, we can do it in the filthy

chorus

Verse 2: Lil' Fate]
Now you can catch

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

to sleep on the floor
The same lil' nigga chased off by the store
And now I got a mil', nigga, I'm the GOAT
Heart so cold, need a Moncler coat
My gun hot

Where I’m from, a lot of nxggas don’t make it off of my block
They get killed or put in jail once they caught by the cops
Lemme first start shit off

Verse 1. 
I'm coming full force. And it ain't no stopping me this time bitch ima bulldozer, you keep on talking shit I wish you get a lil closer. I'm

the greatest remade the rubric
Lil bitch
Most of y'all dropping gives me amusement
Lil bitch
Tried to copy the wave yeah you were acting like a student
I was

critical
Big gun sitting by
My side
I cant go without it
I'm getting
Some top in a Tessie
I'm on autopilot
I'ma trade her in
If that lil bitch got too much

aroma (Fill it)
Fill the room with aroma
Call up my niggas we rolling up rellos (Yuh)
Blow it by the pound all these niggas is jealous (They jealous)
I’m

(Ayy Nick, that's icy right there)

Lil' nigga, I'm grown, better watch your tone, you said you talkin' to who?
Make a nigga slow his roll like he

whussup
Lemme catcha by tha bathroom
You gon get snuck
I rep that E-a-s-t-e-c-g
Im hurricane
N im S-O-u-t-h-s-i-d-e
Thas what i claim
Now lemme see u put yo

Southside representin' as a baller, yeah

Ballin' in the mix, everything gotten broke, 
Lil' Keke gon' fix
I keep ballin', ballin' in the mix
I'm a pimp, not

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

Legacy

Travis Scott

Father of 4

2019

808 Mafia!
What they gone' do?
What they gone' do?
What they gone' do?
My wrist on ooh (ooh)
My wrist on ooh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Southside

Yeah the Graveyard back, yeah
Black Rain

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

Jail house pack
Graveyard crowded

be grindin and grindin and grindin like hoes
Been betrayed catch a fade like my name Lil Boosie
Bouta make touring my life like my name Lil Uzi
Man

"LIVE"
BY BE PATIENTZ

CRANK IT UP AND GO LIVE, PIPE IT UP AND GO LIVE, BITCH WE BOUT TO GO LIVE, FUCK THAT SHIT WE GOIN' LIVE/ SEVEN HUNDRED

niggas, I feel like Kiki Rice
Walk with the Uzi, poppin' the peas, I'm beatin' the case, I feel like I'm Boosie
Bad lil' bitch, she carry the stick, she

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,

Yeah
Ooh, Ooh, Uh huh
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I wanna, Ooh
I wanna

I wanna flex on my ex (My yeah)
I wanna bury a check (A check)
Count hundreds by

my father side
And you only get a pass if your mom outside
It's still a code that I'm biding by
This might be the reason by god why I'm alive

The soft

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