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Boosie Badazz

Torrence Hatch Jr. (born November 14, 1982) is an American rapper better known by his stage name Boosie Badazz or simply Boosie (formerly Lil Boosie). Born and raised in Baton Rouge, Louisiana, Hatch began rapping in the 1990s as a member of the hip hop collective Concentration Camp, eventually pursuing a solo career in 2000 with the release of his debut album Youngest of da Camp. After leaving the label the following year, he signed with Pimp C's Trill Entertainment to release his second studio album, For My Thugz. In total, Hatch has gone on to release seven solo studio albums, as well as six collaborative albums and numerous mixtapes.In 2009, Hatch was sentenced to 4 years in prison on drug and gun charges. In 2010, he was indicted on first-degree murder c… more »

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2016

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Boosie Badazz
Real shit

Since I was a lil’ nigga, this dude was my homie
Cops on the corner, he the one who will warn me
Never showed the lead, but my momma say he phony
I’m giving her the look like “yeah right, that’s my homie”
Years past by made my money grew bigger
Now these niggas in your head “what they done to you, nigga?”
I’ll smack one of these niggas right in front of you, nigga
Thick or thin, life or sin, I stood up for you, nigga
I’m like “damn, this nigga tripping now”
Caught this nigga’s hand stealing out the pot
I’m like “damn dog, this nigga must forgot”
My nigga then, my nigga then if he got or not

Momma always warned me of busters
She say they’ll get you killed or have you wearing orange colors
Don’t put your faith in man, he will fail you every time
Don’t put your faith in man, he will fail you every time, son
Momma always warned me of busters
She say they’ll get you killed or have you wearing orange colors
Don’t put your faith in man, he will fail you every time
Put your faith in man, he will fail you every time, son

Momma always warned me ‘bout these niggas and these bitches
Told me plenty times how these niggas turn to snitches
Told me plenty times how these bitches want your riches
Game played, mistakes made, damn, I should’ve listened
Her words came cold, so I felt like she was tripping
She told me “you gon’ learn the hard way”, I’m reminiscing
But I listen what the raw say, f*ck it, go and flip ‘em
She told me slow my role not one time, but like a million
She prodded out the light, what was in the dark?
Told me about Polk, I’m like OG’s don’t talk to you
Looking at that black and white paper in the dark
And this nigga just explained “I’ma kill her” with no heart

Momma always warned me of busters
She say they’ll get you killed or have you wearing orange colors
Don’t put your faith in man, he will fail you every time
Don’t put your faith in man, he will fail you every time, son
Momma always warned me of busters
She say they’ll get you killed or have you wearing orange colors
Don’t put your faith in man, he will fail you every time
Put your faith in man, he will fail you every time, son

It’s like we can’t see it sometime, but momma be on it
We don’t want it to be true, we just enjoying the moment
We don’t really know who phony ‘til the phony go phony
And Momma words flash back when that phony your homie
Niggas talk behind computers, but they really don’t want it
“Shouldn’t have gave that nigga shit, son”, you’re right about that
Girl, we used to rock tough, live life like that
Old buster ass bitch couldn’t even write me back

Momma always warned me of busters
She say they’ll get you killed or have you wearing orange colors
Don’t put your faith in man, he will fail you every time
Don’t put your faith in man, he will fail you every time, son
Momma always warned me of busters
She say they get you killed and have you wearing orange colors
Momma always warned me of busters
Momma always warned me of busters

F*ck it, this the fourth verse, this shit will make my heart hurt
When the nigga who you really love in your paperwork
I got some niggas gone who used to move my paperwork
Early morning up, going and getting it, moving major work
I’ve seen niggas gunsmoke their own brothers
I’ve seen niggas steal from their baby mothers
Nigga changed in the rain when you no longer ball
How you gon’ make niggas real who ain’t real at all?
Same nigga you’re at the mall doing your thing with
Snaking on the cool and he trying to get your main bitch
Buster ass nigga, you ain’t nothing I want to hang with or talk to
Look, you gon’ stay from ‘round me and I’m gon’ stay from ‘round you
Buster ass nigga

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