Search results for 'same old st by lil boosie' Page #15

just sky high ayy
It's about damn time we make these lines
Even better with each rhyme ayy
So when they see us drive by they seeing them

Old school

got 'em tweakin'
See that ho next weekend
Fucked her that same evening
I know the lil' bitch tweaking
Really the lil' bitch is fiendin'
I need that

Careful thought decisions
And my whole cli-tique the same vision
41st till I dearly depart 'Til then
I'll be somewhere gettin' bent up in a den
Sippin' gin

Writing checks for the decks
Some new cards to use next
Tired of being dealt the same hand
Orphans of the dusty road
Change the mode
Medium's abode
Get in

aunties to tell me keep My head up lil nigga
I had to listen to music
So I can show you to do it
So I'm giving you game
Because we learn like the same
So

Tear It Up

B.G.

How You Luv That?

1998

peace
You mess with me and you will see how messy it be
Lil Wayne hat tipped Dickies fall to my feet
I done went a lot of places
The same nigga that

from New Orleans 

My city so gorgeous 
And ugly at the same time 
Paintings in the quarters
Dead bodies round the fairgrounds 
Ain't shit fair now 
Man

a nigga under me
GREAT you lil niggas better run from me
And i still pour lean by the 4oz
Same nigga back used to sell OG
Nigga yeah that's on GOD
I used

a hundred you tryna lil bro me
I'm with the gang mgog
Son they gone step for no fee
My circle so small we got the same feet
Attack the money with the og
I

the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose

learnt that 'by now
Heard she fuckin' with the opps (damn)
And she was just on they block with the same nigga you was tryna pop (what?)
Man, this shit

good
" I took my hat, boy
I came from that north in
That house cooking crack, boy
Yeah, now I'm rap trappin'
It's the same thing
Drip the Cartier bust

Still fear getting old, seeing time on the dash
But life is a flash
That's why I never relax
Don't lil bro me like the bullies in class
They would show no

need the W by any means, yadada
Yadada mean, tell that lil' bitch that I'm outta her league
Enough is enough, and I think I'm allergic to suckers
You

We bout to make movie
Brodie pop out he bout to shoot Em
Came up left these niggas looking Clueless
Draws by Medusa
S/o versace
Got this thick bitch

lil' bum nigga
You walk around ya house in an
Old Versace robe wit' one slipper
Made an album called Split Personalities
Until I smack them all back into

Committee, pat'na

It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew

Pop, Lock & Drop It [Remix]

Bow Wow

Notebook Paper

2007

Committee, pat'na

It's H-U-E-Y (yup), whom fly G five (yup)
And by the look in my eyes she have nice thighs (oh)
What her mama done gave her done grew

of his mom
He knew that the big mf was a bad person
What the lil boy didn't knew was that his mom was the same fucking shit but without a cock
So

famous rowdy friends
And they told me he was the king
I remember him singing 'bout a lost highway
I've been down that same road too
Hey, my mama had me

INTRO
Yo
That’s right
Welcome to 21 
2021 Jump St
Let’s go
Shawneboi right here
LESSSGOOO

HOOK 
The price I paid 
Was to step up my game 
Lil fucked

It ain't safe, my boys don't play

They take off your face for lil Tre
He wasn't usin' his head, now his brain by his waist
A mind a terrible thing

already if I chased myself that degree
I'm tired of looking at the same old mountains,
Wondering if I'll ever get a chance to make it out this,
B****

Brother's tale left town, traveled all around
Now a lot of people will do the same
People talk about it still, best time we had until
The old hippie died.