Lil Boosie
Lil Boosie - Hotboys Freestyle lyrics
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Lil Boosie mixtape nigga Get how u live Like I said (Lil Boosie verse 1) When it's Boosie and I'm stackin cheddar Stackin better than ever Keep me a black baretta for these niggas who fail to Respect my mind and bitch don't shit Imma grip this nine and u will never walk or climb I'm fresh like Air Force 1's up on they first days My gangstas work days got a nigga every Thursdays Gotta keep it real bout em boy represent Cause when it's beef We gone creep Down yo street In a rental I got to get a fit To make these niggas sick Look how he played em he put Jordan's on his whole click Show love to real niggas OG's to lil niggas We kill niggas cause we can never feel niggas In my block we don't stop We be duckin the cops He just left the barbershop now he fitted up wit da rock Now he's a smooth operater He blussin all the haters He down to bust a head Plus the nigga bout his paper look I guess Imma savage This smokin a habit And I don't wanna end up like Rabbit or my daddy So I'm tottin pistols Ya flinch Imma hit ya Ya stunt Imma get ya Off top you get ya issue look This for niggas in chains Who tryin to maintain If You don't answer his call he down to bust a brain But keep ya head up Do the time nigga You done the crime you aint know hoe you been slangin iron This here for hoes in dresses Lookin so sexy tryin to impress this thug Let me tell ya I need a fine dime bitch Wit a cute ass face Who love to taste LIL Boosie pepper dog spray [CHORUS] It's like one for my real niggas Two for my real killers Three for my straight drug dealers Four is for my thug niggas They buy Lil Boosie cause Lil Boosie speak the real that's why I love Killers (Repeat) (Verse 2) I'm in a world that I don't understand Becoming a man Still keep a gun in my pants Protectin the serve when I'm hustling man On the next curb they struggling man Them niggas broke they still fuckin wit grams And they slick side hatin and shit Chop shop and the sell still aint makin them rich You gotta see the animosity The boy Mobb Deep like my nickname was Prodigy Come follow me outta the streets of baton rouge city Tour the states See a lot of nice ass and titties Blow cake spend cash like hammer In yo face cocked back and I'm lastin hammers Gotta court date skipped dat Can't take my ass to the slammer I be hollin by the whole south and I'm all in Atlanta Bandannas always matchin my gear And the hoes always askin if I can rap in they ear Imma savage no fear I gotta spittin dat gangsta shit To a not so gangsta bitch Man she went and got her girls they came and claimed the click Yeah and we got flipped Many niggas can't say that yeah we got grip Hoe sucked my dick and I aint pay jack And the trap that's a tip Rubberband man don't play that come flat ya lips Put in the clip and spray gats nigga Holla at me (Verse3) I'm young sick The livings is trifile He live wit da rifile The nigga will snipe you If the nigga don't like you I like to Say congratulations cause we gotta nice crew Gotta lot of hoes Givin dollars swallow pipe too Mike one Mike two My gun My shoe So I advise you To run for your life dude Shit aint right in school man Look so all I do is write in school Rap.Hustle.Sex.Fuckin everything that's tight in school Neva be aight but I'm alright wit tools and All night wit crews and Wit all type of Cubans Cigars that is Then the hoes come next And then I sholl confess That dog the blow come next I had to hold one's neck Cause she get outta control We on the tour bus and then she give me mouth on the rode This out the four for focus On the mack now so Nigga back down cause Sick the clack rounds Like the audience I ought to been The hardest kid around But my father always told me I was not to kid around So I'm sittin down thinkin to my self Smokin cigarettes Thinkin bout my health like man I need some help man