Lyrics:
feeders, bitch
If you got a big ass in them jeans
He a thirsty nigga, go and fill that hoe a drink
If you got a lil' ass in them pants
Go and run it
Lil nigga, I swear I'm good for it all
9 times 9 is 81
I'm an 80's baby born in '81
From a family full of hustlers, youngest son
They say get that
the hood (the hood, the hood, the hood)
I was raised in the hood (the hood, the hood, the hood)
We got ya back
Raised by the monsters the criminals
Lil foe he was born up in Chicago
Lil foe he was raised by them cut throats
Lil foe know how to hustle and he get dough
Lil foe he ain't afraid
And I am the one that is gonna make it
Florida is the place where I
Was born and raised
That shit's the best, that shit is awesome
You deserve to get your
the ground
Ice on my wrist, ice in my veins
But it's a cold, cold world, and you can be predator, you can be prey
I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til
Here it comes
Here it comes (Hey)
Lo-City, it's the city, it's the town where I was raised
Town where I was raised
Town where I was raised
Town
say florida girls by neechiebeatz that's her favorite rap song
Babygirl bad like that one girl from bring it on
When I play that webbie and boosie lil
down, lay it down
Fuck nigga lay it down
Lay it down, lay it down
Fuck nigga lay it down
I will lay it down, Boosie don't be playin' around
Boosie ain't
and shake it off, and water whip the coke
No shoo-shooin', no not Boosie, to your face I'll let you know
Treat a queen like a queen and a ho like a ho
Went
them shoes
And we really from the trenches boy I thought you knew
Norf Toledo
Born and raised
Kicking it is how I spent most of my days
Finally made it
on the roadside
Rolled it up and we smoked it down
Don't feel much, but it makes you feel big
When you're ten years old in a tiny town
Yeah I was born
Everybody got a story
When I heard this story
Boosie Bad Azz
He say son
I been here 40 years (Been here 40 years)
Ain't had a visitor since
We were born and raised in black and white
One learned to pray, one learned to fight
We were born and raised in black and white
My brother took
from,
Think its a game we can take it to the guns
[Chorrus]
Born in the gutter, raised in the slums
I don't like talkin we can take it to the guns,
Got
turnin they head
They listen to my music but cant holla? Them niggas scared
But its cool wit me bitch you know Lil Boosie be in yo city on yo stage
Do wat
And everything I have gotta be wood
All over, even in a Range Rover
I'm born and raised to be a young soldier
Call me a BG
But I'm scorin a key
You know I'm talkin
And everything I have gotta be wood
All over, even in a Range Rover
I'm born and raised to be a young soldier
Call me a BG
But I'm scorin a key
You know I'm talkin
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
lost my twin
Stay solid, maintain, never fold, never bend
Better days came, yeah, lil' Oso made it out the pen
I'm balling in the game, I ain't gon' stop
Boosie
Like lil boo- boo- boo-boo-
Like lil Boosie
Like lil Boosie
Like lil Boosie
Like lil Boosie
Cause a ruckus in the function
Back up
Cause i'm gonna
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
mention me
Hennessey esctasy hoes makin' they pussy pop
When Boosie some where round it's going down in the parking lot
[Chorus]
Hit the parkin' lot
it in her ass
But I'm not familiar with that
I'm not the student at the
Front seat of the class
Teacher's pet, a class clown
Cause I ain't go to class
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