Lyrics:
the streets, Lil Boosie told me I couldn't
Lil Boosie told me I can't
What I'ma do with my rank?
How I'ma fold my Z?
I'm in the middle of beef
They shot my
attorney, go ahead and free Lil Boosie (Boosie)
B.I.G was alive, everybody need some juicy (right)
Tell me the difference between Suge and Puff
While you
to kick you out
Before you go pull on my zipper, put it in your mouth
Don't see how the other guy get by (how he get by)
Now you the main reason a guy
out
Before you go pull on my zipper, put it in your mouth
Don't see how the other guy get by (how he get by)
Now you the main reason a guy stay high
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
When I slide down the block
Got a blunt full of reefer
Boosie badazz set it off
Out the speaker
Bad lil bitch on my side
Like a beeper
Niggas keep
the Mickey Mouses and Goofy's
They rap like lil' Paps, yep, they little pussies
I don't care what I say out my mouth, Lil Boosie
I'm a New York City girl,
had my share of beautiful women
And I'm talkin' beautiful inside and out
But those women, I can't seem to do right by, you know
'Cause most times I
people caught, by my people house
'Cause believe me I'm a set it off, bitch
Set it off in this motherfucker, set it off
My clique all dogs, bitch
people caught, by my people house
'Cause believe me I'm a set it off, bitch
Set it off in this motherfucker, set it off
My clique all dogs, bitch
thoughts
Don't get ya people caught, by my people house
'Cause believe me I'm a set it off, bitch
Set it off in this motherfucker, set it off
My click
seen, popped pills, I felt depressed
I love my bitch so much, set up her ex, she felt upset
I'm obsessed with gettin' my people rich, ask Lil' Mike
check by the man, all gems
Shit was fucked up, now a nigga tryna win
Shit was real crazy when a nigga lost my twin
Stay solid, maintain, never fold,
the Act in the Phantom
I'm too hot to hot to handle
The police hate my guts
'Cause the niggas kicking dust
They was raised by us, what the fuck
POSSE POSSE žádný zkurvený posí
Káčko v nose Praha swag chci zlato jak Boosie
People said his brain was infected by devils, and that he was rotting with
grief, cook that batch!
And you will see
I finally see what you mean by levels now
Fuck these niggas with a passion
These n***as bitches, they actin' just
walked out
Land of the thrill, mayne that's my spot
Workin' that real up in my twat
(System label me, a killa 'cause Lil Boosie gettin' guap)
(Blood cry
drive-bys, pull up it's on site
But you a bitch, and I can see it all in your motherfuckin' eyes
Ain't no bitch breathin' air like mine, gone make me tuck my
Yeah
What you wouldn't do for love
Or ever, baby
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na (there's nobody like you)
Na, na, na, na, na
Yeah
What you wouldn't do for love
Or ever, baby
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na (there's nobody like you)
Na, na, na, na, na
like it's a demon
Curt McGirt, hop out, the whip the cleanest
I can tell by my auntie's face
She really need it neighbors used to call me
A lil' dirty
tryna get paid
Fuck a job get a paycheck everyday
Me and my choppa getting married where my wedding ring
Ar15 by my bitch house
Play some games Tyrann
Lil Marco, nigga. Gang
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
Nigga
Getting to that paper, yeah that paper make a nigga work
Got my lil shorty in the back,
passin' on no na-na-na, don't feel on my twat
And I'm a up it up by any means, I don't support crimes (grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah)
He said, "I don't know
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