Lyrics:
to do my time
We run game in the ghetto
We gets high in the ghetto
We gets shot in the ghetto
You might get stuck in the ghetto
Lil' Ghetto Boy
in every hood (whoo) dats what they like
Dey like lil boosie spit dat real shit
Dats what they like
[Chorus:]
Girl u like dat huh dats what they like
I'd like to welcome everybody to the Boosie Blues Cafe
Come in, sit down, have a good time
And I'ma talk to the first lady I see
I'ma talk to you,
summer, they ain't finna say
"Next summer I'm finna"
Sittin' in the hood like community colleges
This dope money here is lil' Trey's scholarship
'Cause
ho's
Boosie Estates, my own land
That's like 16 mo'
Jewelhouse, my own clothes
I don't need no store
My lil' girls love me to death
I don't need no
two-fifty, don't know where it went
My hood on my back, I gotta represent
Toronto, you useless you don't got a pole
Warm that boy up, he got shot in
day
So I took my Chronic album and slept in the hallway
I learned this the hard way, when police came our way
My daddy had his act on like it never
wit' em
Boosie Mandela, I am the people's choices
We can take it there, but I take it much farther
Dude you don't know me, so you can't drink my
something
Niggas out here putting that work in
And I'm cool, nigga
Like that cup I put my purp in
You ain't 'bout the strap, you
Ain't 'bout that knife
You
back on them 30s
In 'bout 20 minutes we'll be on the moon, uh
Drugs got me fucked up, sluts got me drugged up, fuck
Slap my face against a pill
recommend it highly
In the hood like spiveys
Hands on like im driving
Angels like im charlie
Sip this aint no wocky
Bails in we can all eat
Need dick girl
to fuck up some mula
Pour up some pour up my nigga we boolin'
Young nigga pull up in Bentleys, I'm boolin'
I'm taking your ho from you cause she was
dont give a fuck about your rank lil nigga
I dont give a fuck about no face card
This shit like a graveyard
He got hit by that drac lil nigga
My shooter
she the devil
She a bad lil' bitch, she a rebel
She put her foot to the pedal
It'll take a whole lot for me to settle (yeah, yeah)
Said, my
nigga's disappeare when we
Coming lil napi
Head shorty addicted to drinkin'
40's my nigga's is
Naughty but yall nigga's is fuckin' corny
But you left me in
and
Maybe eat some steak with my beans and rice
A place where my kids can play outside
Without livin' in fear of a drive-by
And even if I get away from
bay, a bay bay, a bay bay
I'm in tha club hollerin'
[Lil Boosie:]
A bay bay its Lil Boosie
This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie
the street, slapped right
Ride bikes, patrolin' the hood, keepin' out cops
Regals and drops, reppin' 'cause beak in my block
Wild like rocks, my mentality
the flashlight in my costume
Come here, you fuckin' backstabber!
(Why I oughta) beat a bitch snake from the hood
Haha, come here, you fuckin' backstabber!
at? (where you at?)
Where you at? (where you at?)
All my bitches makin' money
Where you at?
My cherry red shirt and my Anaheim fitted (in my)
My
The smoke swirls up and then it dies
Would you like my mask?
Would you like my mirror?
Cries the man in the shadowing hood
You can look at yourself
You
I take ya' bitch in a second
You really losin'
My money tall, it's tall like lil uzi
Talkin' that shit, but you rockin a boosie
Get to the money
I put
thousand for the cheapest ring
On a nigga finger, lil' bitch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
And Audemars'd the bitch, woo
Dropped
out my business, go get you a business
She talk to a vendor on WhatsApp (in China)
He mad as a bitch, let me find out
Had his ho in my hood, come
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