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Boosie BadazzReal lifestyle, niggaUncut and explicitStraight upLord knows, these bitch niggas couldn’t live my cold lifestyleIf you really knew Boosie boo, then you would run right now(Pussy ass niggas)Sick of all of these niggas saying that they gangsters(damn right)We don’t rap beef like y’all rap beef, believe me, we spank yaWhat you know ’bout riding strapped in a drop topFinger on the trigger in the rearview Glock hotNigga tryna snatch ya girl from the hair spot (cold)Fighting extortion from the narcoticsHitters on the backseat and them thangs cocked (cold)Burning niggas homes ’til they run outAt the graveyard watching my homeboysMomma cried tears so you know that it’s on, boyPicture perfect ain’t the word for this lifestyleLoan sharking niggas, that don’t deserve to live this lifestylePenitentiary chances on the dailyShootouts every week, shit deep, God saved meGoing to war for the same niggas that betrayed meAttutude real rude, fuck you pay meInLouisiana where the streets ain’t gravyYeah, I’ll lay down anybody just to live like BabySickest clique ever did it, we don’t talk shitHow I live, a gun a part of my outfitTake a pick, replace the six with the sodaIt’s a front so if the nigga complain, game overY’all live a rap lifestyle, mine colderOne of the few you could believe what they told youAll day stalking, we click clackingStudying niggas moves it’s cool, send a bitch at ’emF.N rip a nigga til’ holla’Crime scene lost cause they thinking it’s a choppaReal homework and I ain’t talking ’bout a scholarJump out sick, when I’m worth a million dollarsLiving like this, then you got a million problemsIn and out of courts, beefin’ with your baby momma’sYou want beef? Then that beef shit we got itWhole clique murder ones, but we walk cause we solidMaking niggas pay draft, this is real talkWink my eye, have you goneA real bossThugging hard in Angola, on that realwalkEvery nigga I done beefed wit had a big heartEvil, the same place I see ya I leave yaGoing in niggas pockets, on GP [?]Hit the club after I bleed you to tease youEverybody strapped to the max, even NitaShit, taking niggas chains off they neckWant it back? Then I gotta get a checkOn Plank Road and they rip out the vetGlock on the dresser everytime I have sexSwerving down niggas block, vest upAuntie telling me to change cause I’m living messed up (straight up)Fuck rain, this is thunder maneDirector stole my script for the Hunger Games (Boosie)

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