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Neck aching
It ain't easy boy its back breaking
Head aching
Increasing my respiration
From a generation
That worked too hard for a lil
Just to see

take one back if I just had a lil to drink
I'm really capping though I just need a second to think
I'm really rapping though I hit like Canelo in rings

(WHO DAT)
...(WHO DAT)
..(Its J-O Bitch)
Before I went and trapped like Boosie
I chose to go to school like Ruby
My niggas move quiet
All your dogs

give em two bullets like lil Boosie 
Then wipe it down, I got the spirits of all the wrongfully executed flowing through me 
I slice your kufi like Sho

threw a tantrum,
And my lil scooters blasting like them migos out in Dallas,
I’m hanging out that window up in traffic bout that action,
Hit yo house up,

larger aye
West vibes not the Southside
Open like mouth wide
Look up at me with them frog eyes
Papi I told you don’t call me daddy
Pack at the crib I don’t

Oh yes
Lemme get a lil... lemme get a lil of that
Lil touch
Vroom
Ay ride around the city gas tank on full
For the first in my life I had to fake I

My n****s need prayers (My n****s need prayers)
'Cause life ain't fair lil' n***a (No no no)
No Life ain't fair (No life ain't fair)

You gotta take

Disk and Dat

Kwest tha Madd Ladd

This Is My First Album

1996

Now 'earrr dis!
Your man Kwest comin from Southside Queens
Gettin ready to hit you in the ear with a lil bit of FLA-VOR
Seen? (??)

[Chorus]
Me

a loosie
Twerking on the gram bout to @ Lil Boosie
Reminds me of a song, Migos and Uzi
Funny cause she always been Bad and Boujee
And I ain’t the type

on some Lil Boosie shit
I'm tired of your complications and your foolishness
Intimidated by the one I chose to call my wife
But when I needed you, you

hold no gun
Yeah, ay’
I don’t really care about the things that people say (I don’t)
Mane I raised by the way that you should pay now then go play

texting
I think that we going like
I'll never sweat if I think my
Conversing is fine
You ain't gone flip on me
Girl not this time
You stay politicing by

a trap, we in the studio, my girl lookin like a snack dropping white diamonds on her face that's  fact, by the way she react. 
Southside demon, feeling like

showing
None of these niggas ain't bout nun
Aye
Pretty lil bih set em up for a lil cake
Know the head good cause her name got three A's
Suck me in the whip

the fame these lil niggas they do anything

I ain't fucking with your energy
It's by no means an exaggeration
It's not only my imagination
We ain't doing no

boosie
Hypnotized by suicidal thoughts
Since like 13
In my background
Watching through windows
Im lurking
Was skating on this bitch
But now it's so wavy

spot 
They serving what raw and i'm taking ? 
When they playing i'm taking the floor too 
Dont let theese lil n***as by coast you i put this tool on his

designing class like Orwell
Bump a Lil' Gucci or Boosie
With Mos Def Thought Tip Immortal
This that Cold War flow resurrection
You don't know when I'm finna

Wanna Be a Baller

Fat Pat

Greatest Hits, Vol. 2 [Screwed]

2004

to H-Town, connectin SouthSide
Now we worldwide, watch me highside
Fat Pat blowin killa, can't be denied
187 thugs, oh yeah we got love
Blowin sticky green we

Styrofoam got me juicing up
Now im gone nigga faded like a boosie cut 
In my zone 
Finna be on
Niggas try to copy but they ainn my clone
They just tryna copy

And we them youngins who make shootin' a habit
Yeah, SouthWay (grrt)
Wrap that boy up, we love gun play (we love gun play)
Posted, we posted by front

boosie
so I picked the rawest one out the click
grabbed her by her shoulder uh and told her this

[Chorus: repeat]
I need a thug in my life
and you ain't

just in case they wanna try me
I need a diamond ring
So it can shine on me
I'ma get it by myself 'cause they don't ride for me
I need a diamond ring
So