Lyrics:
to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it
I'm the first muh'fucker that can outrun a bullet
It's them thug life niggaz and we don't like tricks
Got these punk
to the fullest, got my strap, I'ma pull it
I'm the first muh'fucker that can outrun a bullet
It's them thug life niggaz and we don't like tricks
Got these punk
lil Boosie, dieser G war schockiert
Denn sein Instagram-Account
Wurde deaktiviert, wow
Also sprach Lil Boosie ein paar klare Wörter:
"I need my
I'm trying
Just lost my thug, ripped him apart, yeah they sprayed my man
I cry, I sit by the fan, somebody gon' die, they bang
I'm looking for unity,
convicted of a thug living and drug dealing
Been a two time convicted felon ever since I was a lil' nigga
My first words was curse words
Shit, the first bid I
that tattletale
By the time you dress me out, I'ma be in that Maybach
I smoke that cookie dough, I drink that Actavis
My life a video, I'mma let you
want peace
They want this robot in the streets with me and my T.H.U.G's
BITCH you freeze
You under arrest and you got the right to die
And guess who's
the strippers by the pair
If her pussy classic then she might just get a pair
No time for the hating, against all my religions
Swangers when I'm skating, up in
aimin' to be
My range bling, platty chain hang to the knee
I'm thug for life, ain't no changin' me
Aiyyo, who got the drop, my gun been cocked
Spits
really gettin' it
Thug Talk
Tell another thug Mama it's gon' be ok
When her son sittin' up in that casket 3 feet away
How I'm gon' tell lil' daddy put
the loved ones we lost in the struggle you know
I dedicate this to my brother Hollywood, Toby, Bam
My dog Itchy and Lil Trav, I dedicate this
Jeezy in the trap, I'm like Gucci with the strap
Bobby Shmurda of the South, I'll air a nigga out
I got Boosie 'round my neck, Zoey Dollaz with
on Cleveland Ave by the K-Mart, bitch
I brought them bags to the hood and made 'em slang our shit
In Atlanta y'all don't know how good my face card is
Turned
Stack it up, I don't blow it
Life of the party for real
When I walk in, you gon' know it
I'm not a poet
Just spit this shit from tha top of my soul
Master P
Lil Silkky, Mystikal, C and me and Fiend
Nigga don't be tripping, you got my lil homie in the cut
That Soulja Slim nigga , he known for dippin
live by, ways I kiss by
We all murderers in the eyes of all ours
So when I pull a bubble up and back in your car
When I spit sixteen's you gonna wish
and linguine (Phew)
My luggage Gucci, I'm G ain't no Fendi (Gucci)
Head nigga like Boosie, bitch by the Trina
The coupe is red and ruby (red)
Somewhere
all my cousins in the city
And I'm they favorite cousin so don't fuck with me
I get love in my city from thugs in my city
I feel like Young Jeezy I put
Lil' boosie bad ass
A lot of these niggas ain't ready ta be no gangsta
So my word of advice to y'all niggas, chill out
Nobody hate me cause they
Lil' boosie bad ass
A lot of these niggas ain't ready ta be no gangsta
So my word of advice to y'all niggas, chill out
Nobody hate me cause they
geeked up
The younger me wasn't givin' no love, 'cept from the thugs
Most my love go to all my lil' bros, they all the ones
How to jugg and all 'em got
(Yeah)
But the people in that mirror ain't right
Because everybody want a thug life
(Dog)
Live the thug life
(Yeah)
Pants sagging to the ground all I
of sonic in all of my verses
No you can not wipe me down, I don't need Boosie detergent
Hit ya senses, know you see it, know you smell it, know you heard it
like they never knew me
Life in the dirt
I did my deed in that church
I felt like leaving this earth
They want my name on a shirt
Tear us down when we
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