Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Goin' Thru Some Thangs, artist - Lil Boosie.
Date of issue: 16.05.2005
Song language: English
Goin' Thru Some Thangs |
I been goin thru some things |
and don’t nobody understand me mayne — I wan’ride candy mayne |
I been goin thru some things |
hopin my niggaz stay the same, but they always change |
I been goin thru some things |
I been goin thru some shit, from my niggaz — to my bitch |
and these niggaz wanna snitch (why) |
I wanna get rich, but sometimes I don’t believe |
tryna sell a hundred — thousand but they burnin my cd’s (that's fucked up) |
niggaz and bitches please won’t you give me help |
get yo ass off that computer and buy the shit up off the shelf |
cause I wanna ride candy mayne just like the others |
sometimes I wish I should’ve took the good route like my brother |
these niggaz say they love ya but they steal ya dope |
call you up back like that and try an steal ya hope, I still cope |
and these niggaz wanna rap about you |
know you a solider, but they still wan’bring that savage out you, to get exposed |
and these hoes they for the money, tell yo old lady dirty lies but they know |
they frontin |
check this out in Baton Rouge it’s real wicked |
and you can’t go platinum down here cause this ain’t New York City |
and all my cousins doin time, thuggin in the Penn |
I’m thinkin bout 'em everytime I take a sip of Henn |
and I ain’t gon’lie I don’t wanna be like Camoflauge |
I met him one week, next week he died — I almost cryed |
I been goin thru some things |
and don’t nobody understand me mayne — I wan’ride candy mayne |
I been goin thru some things |
hopin my niggaz stay the same, but they always change |
I been goin thru some things |
Stay hatin cause I’m V.I.P |
ride thru my city with my hat bent like T.I.P |
I’m all G, they got alot of niggaz signin deals |
but they can’t talk what I be talkin cause I spitt the real |
till I get killed, and these niggaz changin like the weather |
think he ya nigga but you lookin at the fuckin devil |
who want ya bezzle and that boy steadily wish he had |
jealousy got niggaz creepin, down to bust yo ass |
we livin fast but you know this how it gotta be money, cars, hoes, and clothes till they pop at B this for my niggaz down in Texas on them fuckin swangas |
who got the whole other side of town wantin to stank e’m |
and Lil’Boosie mayne I been stressin cause the shit I did (what I did) |
not wearin a rubber got me stuck now with three kids |
this shit is real — wish I had a real friend to holla |
they tend to laugh when I tell 'em bout my fuckin problems |
but I be stackin the fetti, so momma straight when I’m gone |
I been prayin for Webbie — cause Webbie wild with that chrome (damn) |
I been goin thru some things |
and don’t nobody understand me mayne — I wan’ride candy mayne |
I been goin thru some things |
hopin my niggaz stay the same, but they always change |
I been goin thru some things |
I’m sippin gallons, tryna ease the pain (leanin) |
hopin my niggaz keep it gutta, but they seem to change |
that’s why I’m solo, blowin do — do in a different city |
thinkin these niggaz tryna do me but they rollin with me my hoe the sickest, but she listen to what the streets say |
that got me stressin cause she might be leavin any day |
I tryed to pray but when I holla he ain’t holla back |
that’s why I’m missin prayers daily tryna get these stacks (why that) |
cause the situation that I’m in the judge tryna send me to the Penn and give me ten — and do me in |
got me stressin on some major shit |
my momma agin and my grandma and my baby sick |
this hatin shit, got me one step away from clickin |
these me against the world livin’got all my people bitchin |
I looked my momma in her eyes, told her respect the game |
she like «Boosie leave it alone, look you playin games"(dang) |
I been goin thru some things |
and don’t nobody understand me mayne — I wan’ride candy mayne |
I been goin thru some things |
hopin my niggaz stay the same, but they always change |
I been goin thru some things |