Lyrics:
period. (Killa...)
Krayzie
I'm thuggin off in my house out in Cleveland/ Weeded, I'm sleepin', P.O.D.'ed/
Dozed off, but I was awakened by
wanna fuck the whole crew, yeah
Rolling off this Erky, rolling off this juice
Play it wrong, get you doomed, put you on the news
Lil' bitch wanna fuck
in some Gucci
Sippin' on lean
Got more drank than Lil Tunechi
Settin' off shit, now they call me Lil Boosie
We got that shit
Got the Drac' with
clickin'
This me against the world livin'
Got all my people bitchin'
I look my mama in her eye
Told her respect the game
She like boosie leave it alone
try, I'm
'Cause Young Noble behind it
Can you picture me stickin' niggas for they watch and chain?
Kick back, lil' nigga, and watch the game
Get
INTRO:
ah yeah
smokin suckaz wit logic in effect
all you punk muthafuckers out there y'all know what time it is
strictly murda music for 1993 ya know
glasses off
And get in the pool
It’s been a while since I watched the tube
Its like a crip said: "I got way too
Many blues for any more bad news"
I was
get down
Walk up in this bitch like I own the ho
I own the ho
Fresh off the runway, fresh off the runway
Fresh off the runway, fresh off
my style activates.
The many niggas get in it, and try to playa hate.
It's fly, the rider Maine and Ri, (man, man.)
I do it like a muthafucking
I'm the badman
Rolling around the city we putting niggas in the trash can
This lil hoe annoying she get to blowing like a damn fan
Gone be all
You'll get your whole mouth wide
Fuckin with them gang bangers
In the SOUTHSIDE
[CHORUS]
[Outro - Lil Scrappy (Game)]
Hey hold the muthafucker up mi
Man I just gotta hit a lick
Would rob my plug but she pretty as a bitch
Hit her with this dick, watch her bless me for the zips
Lil Boosie, wipe me
none of this shit would slide
Down my block
Yall niggas get popped
For playing with a lifestyle
That muthafuckers put they life down for
I could tell
Holdin' on to this money mane I gotta get it
Choppers and a Glock 40 play with me you get ya issue
Wrap ya dick up 'cause ya dick will have the hiccups
I'm the rowdiest muthafucker up in this bitch
And I'll love to get witcha
Fuck you I'm wearing these leather support across my chest
So lower you tens
on a track play it back for
Know she gon throw that ass back for me
Bitches and beats my serato so get off my dick and stop jackin me nigga
Bitches be choosy
to yours. We are but eight score young blondes and
brunettes, all between sixteen and nineteen and a half, cut off in
this castle with no one to protect us!
on the trampoline
Trippin off that purple haze, tryin get it off
Gotta find a junkie
At the bottom mad dog
All fights was crowd fights, coming up in the streets
For that lil coochie, I'll do it
Bout bitch, you want a bag? You gotta sell your booty
I get to fade and everything like I'm Lil Boosie
5-8-8,
the bait
Paid off my lawyer I caught a lil case
My heart and my soul give
You all that it take
Stack my first ten mill it's
All in the making
See eye to eye
Hit this lil homey let me get this
Word out to the mentally gifted
The truth hurts but I cant keep a secret
Peep this shit cuz the government
poppin now (Poppin' now)
I'm Lil Boosie wipe me down (Wipe me down)
Give a fuck bout what they talking bout (Talking bout)
My auntie stay by Waffle House
dirty, this the day you do laundry
No dope on Sundays
But any other day it's rain, sleet or sunny
I been in the streets since sixteen, ya dig?
How
he'd always worn it
In braids, but he never would again "It was
Time to start fitting in, get cleaned up
" he says of this decision "I
Was about to be
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