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the way
Momma taught me say excuse me
Be quiet and just watch the movie
I'm faded I feel like Lil Boosie
I love how you just understand (stand)
You know

rappers fell asleep as I was counting sheep
Nightmare on Elm street, I am Freddie Kruger
Won't do me like they did Boosie, I don't need a shooter
Cause

here on my own
Now I'm getting paid erebody wanna holla lil 
Cuz nigga gone help and put ya cousin on
Mane I would but I'm too busy riding drop top

up and hit it real quick
It's lit, heck, I don't fear 'em but need to move slick

Ooh shit, I'm lil Boosie to all your bullshit
Your bitch pussy be

I missed alot of things just
After I ran by them
You smoking on shit you shouldn't boy
I hope you get that
This bitch don't love you boy
I hope you

dope, gotta be wit it stay on yo toes
I was young with the work but I still got it sold
If we run out of dope then we back on the road
Making it rain

got shot by the
I taste blood while sippin' my tea
Put a couple chains on my neck
Because honestly I'm not free
What the fuck do you want from me?

a drink straight out the bottle then I'm right back to rapping make it happen stay up on my shit don't let um see you scrapping, make it happen, by any

grief, cook that batch!
And you will see
I finally see what you mean by levels now
Fuck these niggas with a passion
These n***as bitches, they actin' just

and shooting
He said he dont lack, but the nigga was stroafin'
Put fire on his ass, now his dumb ass was mokin'
When niggas see boosie, they hop right on live
My

imma stop killin ya on the mic and off just to make ya shine
And im still wishin on that star to one day hopefully i quit my crimes
Im just happy these

being led to the captain's office
I was still just trying to figure out what I
Was about to go through i got lost in
The thought of how each step that I

designing class like Orwell
Bump a Lil' Gucci or Boosie
With Mos Def Thought Tip Immortal
This that Cold War flow resurrection
You don't know when I'm finna

Hard White (Up in the Club)

Lil Jon

Hard White (Up in the Club)

2011

a fuck)
It's Ghett-O-Vision (Yeah)
Shady (Yeah) still don't give a fuck (Nah)
(Ya boy Lil' Jon, we rep the South)
Happy birthday, Alabama

Up in the club,

Taking everything day by day
Momma said “you’ll get there soon babe
Don’t you ever stop working”
And the hurt still hurtin
And the broke still broken
I

still walkin' around with herpes
YBN Almighty got his chain snatched
J. Prince had to come out here to get his chain back
Lil Reese got shot in

nothing 'cause you feel a lil pain
They don't want you if they can get the real thing
Stress about whatever when a dollar still made
I'm just tryna feel

lil' white kid shot up a school again (Crazy)
These shootings be gettin' committed by white people
So why the fuck police still shootin' up my people?

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

it's all love, baby
I heard it was your birthday (who told you that?)
Lil' birdie told me it's your birthday
Therefore
Today we celebrate you
Everything

and that's fine
But if we pass each other by
I hope that you still say hi
Cause we were happy, once upon a time
Would we try to laugh it off
Or just say

The game ain't the same, I'm bobbin' and weavin'
Please explain why this snitch still breathin'?
Say Boosie you know better than to fuck wit that nigga
He

Trail of tears I left behind these beeches ain't shit no lie it hurt 
Girl why you hurt 
You think I'm lil uzi can't get no vert 
Blood sweat and tear I

And I keep it all real, no sci-fi
Still wouldn't win if I gave you the retry
Cause I miss no shots like drive-by
That's all swish, In the net, like wifi