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Lil Boosie Lyrics


Say Mel and T Mayne
I'm a make a n**** feel on this

Top and bottom never walk in my neighborhood
(South baton rouge)
The candy lady out of business 'cause they take her goods
Play with me it's guaranteed, ooh, I'm a lay ya down
Gotta watch my back across my tracks god know I know these clowns

God know I know
I feel like can't nobody f*** with me
God got my back so
Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
And god kno I kno
That somebody gon hate on me
But god kno I'm thug so
U kno lil boosie go and get skeet

Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin'
He know I'm so impatient when it come to money makin'
From school, to the blocks, from the tool, to the rocks
For the lil n**** with that glock ridin' around in somethin' hot
Now it's bout time we hit our knees and tell god truth
Can't stop the way we livin' just help us make it through
When I die take me through, up to heaven up with you
Gotta holla at my daddy and my n**** griles to
And god kno
And god know I'm thug life, u f***in' right
So if n**** play with me of the op I gotta get him right
And god got my back so, when I act wow
I'm comin' home safely through the back do
The murder rate is sky high, n**** holla ride or die
These youngin' sling that iron it ain't no mo takin' pride
So put yo fist up in yo pockets and them bullets in the chamber
'Cause n****s slingin' iron like the lone ranger
Mayne it's murder murder kill kill on the corner
Where the marijuana followed by the bill
Some n****s cut by delja, some n****s cut by chill
Some n****s eat them delpids and some n****s eat them pills
Gotta get it how I live in the southside
I'm thuggin' with my cow hide
I'm fresh when I come outside
You talk s*** got hog tied
God know I know these n****s
Don't make me show these n****s
Pray for these n****s keep me away from these n****s
And I

God know I know
I feel like can't nobody f*** with me
God got my back so
Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
And god kno I kno
That somebody gon hate on me
But god kno I'm thug so
U kno lil boosie go and get skeet

God kno all the killas
He done walked with all them n****s
He done talked with all them n****s
Before they went sparked them trigger
He ain't tear ya up in church
But god pretty eyes done covered up some dirt
Plus he kept a thug alert
For these b**** a** n****s, these haters these rapists
These n****s in the swamp swear to god they alligators
Me an my n****s paper chasers (s***) we ain't stuntin'
We do wat we gotta do, to get that money
And god kno my past
I'm itchin' to kill, gimme a reason I will
I'll end up grippin' a steal
And god kno my temper
My temper like a bubble
You bust it you in trouble
Only god kno, it's hard yo, I'll lay up in ya yard wow
I'll camouflage myself with my camouflage cargo
The street ain't promised to us n****s in that dirty south
Thas why I'm ridin' with that nine I'm tryin' make it out
And it's hard to live, I'm a community where ain't no f***in' unity
They always say I'm dead they try to ruin me
So boosie be on other s***
Like jewelris and poppin' chris
And mac on u a model b****
Had a hoe that swallow dick
Since 12 I saw alot of s*** god kno I kno
Witness a man get straight sprayed right in front of the store
So I get a blunt and I roll it, hit the block actin' a donkey
Killin' my own people, servin' my own uncles
And I

God know I know
I feel like can't nobody f*** with me
God got my back so
Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
And god kno I kno
That somebody gon hate on me
But god kno I'm thug so
U kno lil boosie go and get skeet

Our father who art in heaven
Hollow be thy name
Thou kingdom come
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven

But we stay reppin'
But we stay they got beasts up in my section
I was raised bysome thugs, got rich off the d
80 grams took my n****, I'm missin' ya petey
God kno I need to send my n****s some pictures this
And som change to keep n**** fresj kicks on his feet
And god kno he raised me
When donkey went jonsin'
Bronson kept me wide open
And that's a fact
But I kno they gon hate tho
'Cause I got blocks and raps and blocks of work so u can call me lego
It's consequences, jumpin' fences
'Cause the narcs tryin' lynch us and they missin' us by inches
The judge the one who sentence make a n**** out a menace
Commisary low so we take a n**** tennis
A black eye is just like a scratch where I was raised
N****s handle they business if they ever felt played
The beasts is crooked, the preacher crooked
Saw my teacher at the strip club, damn, the teachers crooked

God know I know
I feel like can't nobody f*** with me
God got my back so
Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
And god kno I kno
That somebody gon hate on me
But god kno I'm thug so
U kno lil boosie go and get skeet

Now if don't nobody now
God kno
N**** u a hood rat
God kno
A n**** try to bring you down
He right on side u
God kno
N**** tryin' steal yo girl u had fears
God kno

Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: BARBARA GEORGE

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Sabrina Peoples

2020 In This Bihh , Still Jamminn .

Honey Dip

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Savannah Fortson

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Jasmine Watson

First he not baby

Alexander West

No cap

Kori Kent

@Tobias Mcclendon you're such an dumb ass hater

Deshawn Morris

Facts Boosie is da GOAT

Ben

I'm white and boosie the truth

Thee High Pries.t.T.F Antonuccio

@kearakonyl lewis every 1 Who? Ever drAnk wAter d(i)eD...open fine well just sell heroine too, I was gonna say no.

Thee High Pries.t.T.F Antonuccio

23 your lucky (lol)

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