Lyrics:
forget B.G., forget 'bout me
Forget about you Boosie?
C Murda, they need set that sniper free
He was still callin' me with rumors, I'm beefin' with
If any crew want to mad-dog, if you look it's on
I got this .44 chrome spittin at your dome
Comin from the shoulders, droppin muthafuckas like
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
at ease
God know I know
That somebody gon' hate on me
But God know I'm thug so
You know lil' Boosie gon' and get skeet
Now God know my situation
He
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Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
[Lil Boosie]
I'm Boosie Bad Ass
And I'll zoom right by you
760 Parna, Crispy Cream on the tire
Smoke that
A city with so much credential
Livin' in Central is strictly all mental
Coincidental, let me tell you what I'm into
Gamin' on the niggas who think they
number two ]
A city with so much credential
Livin in Central is strictly all mental
Coincidental, let me tell you what I'm into
Gamin on the niggas who
{zoom}
Zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom, zoom
[Lil Boosie]
I'm Boosie Bad Ass
And I'll zoom right by you
760 Parna, Crispy Cream on the tire
Smoke that
its like hoa
That lil nigga boosie he ride on chrome,
That lil nigga boosie he get his shine on
Im to real for tv but now I live on tv,
aint
written son of a bitch
And those words your spittin', they don't mean shit
In this game I'm livin', on the sidelines you sit
And brag about the life you
right now I'm booing you
What did Kobe, Gigi and them other passengers do to you? (What they do?)
My condolences at this time is all I could offer
Kobe
get darker than what I would like, but I know I'm alright
Shapes that s-
By the time you get this video, it might be too late
Now people are
niggas,.If you thugged out nigga. put your mother fuckin hoods in the air.
Boosie bad ass, foxx nigga
How you livin...im thugged out
How you
feelin'
That feelin'
I'm feelin'
You feelin'
Oh believe it!
You feelin'
I'm feelin'
Who feelin'
What I'm feelin'
23 right now we're livin'
Callin up to Me
holla 'Boosie'
this life a nigga livin
like I'm starring in a movie
fresh out the jacuzzi
a little powder on my chest
got thirty on my neck
turkey mell
to blow up like I'm a demolition
Man
Who got the ambition
Kam
Who's here on a mission
Kam
Who's goin the distance
Kam
Damn right, I'm doin it by myself
God kno I'm thug so
You 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
a Four-Tay
Dawn to the PM steppin to the AM so listen to what I'm sayin
Be a Mellow Man Masta Mix the Ace with the Spade
And when you race past the 3rd Bass
gon hate on me
But god know I'm thug so
You know lil' boosie go and get skeet
Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin'
He know I'm so
casket 'cause the smoke I
Spit will give you lung damage
If you wanna come and grab what I'm grabbin'
You'll have to lift weights and wait
'Cause
Mane what you got to say about BR?
(You know I love my city)
Baton Rouge (You know I love my city)
Is where I'm from
(Aye what you got to say for
to the SCC, you heard us straight from California's most
We don't need no practice, no theatrics
Bout the way we be livin' with the Mafia tactics, I be
von Däniken couldn't even question my history
Been spittin' like I was an M16
You might wanna run and take cover when I'm lettin' go another
Send
(And live the gangsta's life)
Livin the gangsta life (Hah, hah, hah, hah)
[Kurupt]
Yea, and if ya bang say, what, gangsta life
Give it up to all
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