Search results for 'chill out by lil boosie' Page #10

now I’m big shining
Head to toe dripped out fit
Humble ass nigga that’s been timing
Fuck all that imma pop shit
Imma pop my shit for a lil bit
Might get

Aiyo, this is big Nas
I wanna give a shout-out to my man Premo, you know?
From Gang Starr, no doubt
Lil' Dap, Jeru, Melachi, the whole crew

look douchie
When the 'bows touch down, we cause hell, Lil' Boosie
Brodie gettin' it off ice, like Kristi Yamaguchi
The work Off-White the same color

they talk you down 
Like who you bigger than (you know that) 

I'm over here you over there 
I'm just not fitting in 
I tell my shooter strike you out

why
[x4]
Hold up wait a second,
let me think for a second 

[Lil' Boosie:]
Red Bandana, Red Lexus
Top notch nigga hoes call me black & sexy
Top notch

yourself a drink
Try not to think
And have yourself a time

Don't tell me to chill out don't tell me to chill out
You see that my crib is on fire
And while I

bitch
My first time havin' blues in a band, that shit gave me the chills bitch
In a big body benz lil' nigga, this bitch park by itself bitch
Every bitch

off her jaw
When I fight we ain't losin' we ain't takin' no draws
No fuckin' Boosie we gone set this bitch off
For a lil' price ass we can get you

hit Lil Boosie and Webbie man get to saying what's hannenin
I got that juice in my system so imma pop a lil addy
Speed bumps speed bumps speed bumps say

a check now
All of my pockets look stretched out
I'm bout to start up a fest now
I think that you should invest now
I only smoke on the best loud
I get my

about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out

Niggas changing on me
Like I didn't do this thing by my lonely
Like I ain't put work in, no handouts
I earned
It, please don't say my name, lil' nigga
You

Swerve

Lil' Boosie

Gangsta Musik

2004

[Verse 1]
You might catch me on the interstate (I10)
Actin' bad, ho's hollerin' there he go
Who? Boosie bad ass
And these fools know I keep that thing

the old queen latifa
I set it off like Im boosie
Cleo in the movies and you just a groupie
Modern day Martian no tunchie
Ufo racing like a jetson black like

arms, no Baylor
Keep the fire on me like a giant
Fee-fi-fo, can't nobody F with me
Lil' Boosie, I know like 5-0
I've been to star, and I had the power too

it's over with)
Get up off your ass, stand by the door 
You lazy in the trap (you really ain't sellin' shit)
I know I'ma make it out, but lately 
I

talking money you could pipe down
Lil dusty nigga now i be lil boosie with the wipe down
And 20 20 vision got my future lookin bright now
Throw a patek up

can't roll without a rack
Mane I can't roll without 10 racks
Hundred bullets in our strap
All these niggas wanna rap
Get that cd out my sight
Slide this

them loads
I told Chill to chill we popping them pills
Done poured up a pint in the middle of the road
You live by the gun you gone die by the sword
I

lil' nigga slow it down, he out there on that fast route
Big homie flash all that money, can't even his bond his man out
Two bad bitches argin' over me,

vibe and that vibe aint you
Ain’t tryna chill with you I’m tryna sweat my hair out
Gotta catch a vibe now
It’s the summer time now
Ain’t tryna chill with

and it get violent
Yeahh this one for my brothers in a can ohhh
I'll be stepping by myself no place I can't go
Shout out to the north where my heart

I go deep in, Ion play it by the rules
They know when I pop out, I'm gone pop my shit
Been humble for so damn long, I swear it feel like this my year

Carrollton

$uicideboy$

Carrollton

2018

Once you cross me, hoe
Now you a motherfucking stain to Lil Cut Throat (pow!)
Let the gun bang
Nuts hang, drug game ain't the same
"Savage," tatted