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Jealousy
Boosie Badazz
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You know why you ain't got what I got?
Why you ain't flashing no knot?
Cause you ain't paper chasing
Aren't you like Lil Boosie and Pac?
It gon' be a lot of niggas dead
Before this foolishness stop
I'mma introduce you pussy niggas
To these rugers and Glocks
I turnt the block into a block
Now these niggas wanna hate
I'm charging niggas 9 pieces
Just to cook up they weight
You got that iron, I got that iron
Ain't stop making no guns
We got M1's, Tommy guns
And them 100 round drums
And I ain't did a nigga nothing
I don't owe a nigga shit
Everything I sold I paid for
From X pills to bricks
But you gon' set trip and shit
Act like you sick
Sawed a hoe and slaughtered a hoe
Now ask that lil bitch now
Bout Boosie, doubt Boosie
You can get your house shooted
Terrorize niggas
Like them junkies in them south movies
Hallow be thy name
I'll buss your damn brain
Closed case, duct tape ya
Nigga that's on everything
They hated when that fetti came
Now I'm on that money train
This golden child Tommy Chayne
The nigga with the choppers mane
This golden child Tommy Chayne
The nigga with the choppers mane
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Got these niggas scared
Wanna buss a nigga head
For no reason mane
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Got these niggas scared
Wanna buss a nigga head
For no reason mane
I'm thugging in real life
Nigga ask the slums
I was raised by the addicts
And scrutinized by bums
I got down in the mud
And spilled blood for crumbs
I know how to survive
And accept it how it comes
I got it the hard way
Don't know shit bout fun
I taught my gut in the field
And got scorched by the sun
When the cops hit the block
I was taught to run
When the beef hit the streets
I'mma spark the gun
I lived the wrong way
I came a long way
You jealous of the wrong nigga
On the wrong day
Me, Boosie, and Webbie
Will hit your set the strong way
Bitch watch what you say
Go have some chur you wanna play
Bighead don't give a fuck
About none of that mane
And stank one of y'all niggas
If it come to that mane
Stay in your league
We big dogs nigga, nationwide
Bighead's the dome doctor baby
Uptown, southside
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Got these niggas scared
Wanna buss a nigga head
For no reason mane
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Got these niggas scared
Wanna buss a nigga head
For no reason mane
I'm the littest, the trillest
On a mission for millions
I got bundles of bitches
I ain't worried bout you niggas
I'm a soldier for reala
I ain't worried bout your pistols
You want southwebbie riches
Then nigga handle your business
Man these lil niggas tripping
Mad at my position
I'm 500 degrees
And bitch BET how I'm living
Stunting out on you bitches
Flat screens all on the ceiling
Exo all in my bottle
And doja all in my filling
You can cross me lil partner
I'll knock you straight out your misery
Say mane, fuck my fame
I'll knock your brains out your titties
While you hating, I'm getting
Super brains from my Mrs
Nigga stuck in the gutter
I'm finna blow past 50
These niggas jealous of me
I know one thing, you ain't ready
Best call your fellas for me
You know one thing bout Webbie
Webbie be ready for it
Old pussy ass niggas
How come bitch ass niggas jealous nigga?
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Got these niggas scared
Wanna buss a nigga head
For no reason mane
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Jealousy, yeah
Got these niggas scared
Wanna buss a nigga head
For no reason mane
Since I was small I was hard headed
But I was breaded
And never bit my tongue
Bitch if I said it then I said it
And keep that thing loaded
All for safety so I'm ready
All you jealous ass niggas
I'll make sure you get the message
My G Nikes be crisp white
Them bars be piss light
Fuck that nigga Foxx
When I see him, oh we gon' fist fight
Know you got me bent
But that chopper make him get right
I'mma small nigga
I ain't got time for all them quick rights
I went to the slum
And I guarantee he won't shit right
My condolences to his family
But that was his night
Niggas want my money, my life
And all my bad hoes
Niggas ain't the only ones jealous
They got some mad hoes
Inside my gun hand cocked
And all my cash grown
Niggas wanna sit at my funeral
On that last row
If I let a broke nigga kill me
I'll be a asshole
So I keep that iron real close
Real close nigga
Jealousy
Shit, they say money can rule all evil
Jealousy
You ain't even gotta have nothing
Niggas hating
Fucked up nigga
They ain't gon' kill
They can't get out there and paper chase
You not the nigga's ass off
If you don't believe that
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