| Say mel and t mayne
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| I’m a make a nigga feel on this
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| Top and bottom never walk in my neighborhood
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| (south baton rouge)
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| The candy lady out of business cause they take her goods
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| Play with me it’s guaranteed, oooooohhh, I’m a lay ya down
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| Gotta watch my back across my tracks god know I know these clowns
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| God know I know
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| I feel like can’t nobody f**k with me God got my back so Lil boosie keep his mind at ease
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| And god kno I kno
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| That somebody gon hate on me But god kno I’m thug so U kno lil boosie go and get skeet
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| Now god know my situation, he know what I be facin
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| He know I’m so impatient when it come to money makin
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| From school, to the blocks, from the tool, to the rocks
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| For the lil nigga with that glock ridin aroun d in somethin hot
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| Now it’s bout time we hit our knees and tell god truth
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| Can’t stop the way we livin just help us make it through
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| When I die take me through, up to heaven up with you
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| Gotta holla at my daddy and my nigga griles to And god kno
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| And god know I’m thug life, u f**kin right
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| So if nigga play with me of the op I gotta get him right
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| And god got my back so, when I act wow
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| I’m comin home safely through the back do The murder rate is sky high, nigga holla ride or die
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| These youngin sling that iron it ain’t no mo takin pride
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| So put yo fist up in yo pockets and them bullets in the chamber
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| Cause niggas slingin iron like the lone ranger
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| Mayne it’s murder murder kill kill on the corner where the marijuana followed
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| by the bill
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| Some niggas cut by delja, some niggas cut by chill, some niggas eat them
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| delpids and some niggas eat them pills
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| Gotta get it how I live in the southside
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| I’m thuggin with my cow hide
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| I’m fresh when I come outside
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| You talk shit got hog tied
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| God know I know these niggas
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| Don’t make me show these niggas
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| Pray for these niggas keep me away from these niggas
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| And I God kno all the killas
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| He done walked with all them niggas
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| He done talked with all them niggas
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| Before they went sparked them trigger
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| He ain’t tear ya up in church, but god pretty eyes done covered up some dirt
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| Plus he kept a thug alert
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| For these bitch ass niggas, these haters these rapists
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| These niggas in the swamp swear to god they alligators
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| Me an my niggas paper chasers (shit) we ain’t stuntin
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| We do wat we gotta do, to get that money
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| And god kno my past
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| I’m itchin to kill, gimme a reason I will
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| I’ll end up grippin a steal
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| And god kno my temper
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| My temper like a bubble
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| You bust it you in trouble
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| Only god kno, it’s hard yo, I’ll lay up in ya yard wow
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| I’ll camouflage myself with my camouflage cargo
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| The street ain’t promised to us niggas in that dirty south
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| Thas why I’m ridin with that nine I’m tryin make it out
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| And it’s hard to live, I’m a community where ain’t no f**kin unity
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| They always say I’m dead they try to ruin me So boosie be on other shit
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| Like jew-el-r-is and poppin chris
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| And mac on u a model bitch
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| Had a hoe that swallow dick
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| Since 12 I saw alot of shit god kno I kno
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| Witness a man get straight sprayed right in front of the store
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| So I get a blunt and I roll it, hit the block actin a donkey
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| Killin my own people, servin my own uncles
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| And I Our father who art in heaven
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| Hollow be thy name
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| Thou kingdom come
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| Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven
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| But we stay reppin
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| But we stay they got beasts up in my section
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| I was raised bysome thugs, got rich off the d 80 grams took my nigga, I’m missin ya petey
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| God kno I need to send my niggas some pictures this
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| And som change to keep nigga fresj kicks on his feet
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| And god kno he raised me When donkey went jonsin
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| Bronson kept me wide open
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| And that’s a fact
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| But I kno they gon hate tho
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| Cause I got blocks and raps and blocks of work so u can call me lego
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| It’s consequences, jumpin fences
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| Cause the narcs tryin lynch us and they missin us by inches
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| The judge the one who sentence make a nigga out a menace
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| Commisary low so we take a nigga tennis
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| A black eye is just like a scratch where I was raised
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| Niggas handle they business if they ever felt played
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| The beasts is crooked, the preacher crooked
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| Saw my teacher at the strip club, damn, the teachers crooked
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| Now if don’t nobody now
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| God kno
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| Nigga u a hood rat
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| God kno
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| A nigga try to bring you down
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| He right on side u God kno
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| Nigga tryin steal yo girl u had fears
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| God kno |