Lyrics:
Not to walk in my ends
West side, bloody
Man i wrote dat book
You could get...
Pop-eyed at the red light
All you see is headlights in da 4 by 4
Bitch
never lie to me
I keep her right on da side of me
Let her know dats how it gotta be
Dats why she ready to ride wit me
Im da one im da goat got damn it im
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
don't hit me up first, man
Ya'll must got me confuse I take niggaz by two I break niggaz in two, man
Ya'll fake niggaz is thru I hear ya album is poo
Boosie
Hell nah, I ain't weird, But I want money like Lil Uzi
Shit its hard to make it out the South End of, Seattle
I just wanna ball like KP, but I
nobody solving it
Mix with goons and gobblings
I've been fucking with a problem
Look, bitch you got a problem
In my section
With or without Lil
by makin me a dub
Ima sing like David Ruffin
(I got sunshine)
Give it to you raw straight off da top
A few bitches tell me dey love me a lot
I really
Boosie boo, Boosie boo, nigga
And I be like the best nigga at this shit right now, word for word,
Life story for life story, mane I'm the truth
a "Hemi"
I'm the V-12 in that 760, you niggas bitches
We real niggas with G-codes
We love to go in beast mode
We thuggin', we all got bread so if we fall
a "Hemi"
I'm the V-12 in that 760, you niggas bitches
We real niggas with G-codes
We love to go in beast mode
We thuggin', we all got bread so if we fall
G-codes
We love to go in beast mode
We thuggin', we all got bread so if we fall we the crutches
We the do'do in the dutches
I'm the photo in the camera,
Boosie boo! Boosie boo, nigga!
And I be like the best nigga at this shit right now, word for word,
Life story for life story, mane I'm the truth
seein da stars , in DAT wraith
Got some youngins DAT I'll pop u for a quarter
Lil bro fightin life he got a daughter
Man dis shit sad
Niggas
call me dat fiend wasn't here to make ya coffin
its always beside me, watch got diamonds
i ain't part timin, I'm full time grindin
the nigga wasn't
Know that my bitch cuz she bad she got that bag wen i need it
Got on my shit cant go sad i need dat sack i got my reasons
Ima get dis money thats
it off)
It's just you and me baby
I got you to myself (Got you to myself)
Call me young Pootie Tang
Slap that ass with my belt
(I slap it , I slap it)
it off)
It's just you and me baby
I got you to myself (Got you to myself)
Call me young Pootie Tang
Slap that a** with my belt
(I slap it, I slap it)
whenever I’m not
Faking support lil homie just stop
I’m in da hood where it go by da block
Course Dey gon front cause dats part of da plot
How could dis be
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
myself
They was stone washed
Never back down
By myself, I got a lion heart
I make noise by myself
Slang them toys by myself
Did my time by myself
Watchin' him get dragged away
If you wanna get this lil nigga back safe
You better do every motherfuckin'
Thing I say we got guns like the CIA
Fuck the FBI
a problem I wit dat
Bt never try to tell me relax
Cause bitch I got problem wit dat
Bitch I got problem wit dat
Bitch I got problem wit dat
Ima do whateva
Smokin on that Reggie come and tap in my shit stronger
It get darker I just sit down and wonder will it get sunny
But it really don't matter I got thunders
weed and rob niggas
And I ain't doing shit for free
I gotta charge niggas
Hope when those haters hating they ain't
Got they broad with em
Yeah, I see
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