[Webbie Talking:] Boosie I swear to God I'mma hurt one of these bitch ass niggas out here Trill Entertainment Young Savage nigga I'm Webbie you heard me look
[Verse 1:] I fuck a bitch 'til she real tired and I ain't fucking with her less she real fine I gotta lot money I ain't gotta lie play me on that funny style nigga gotta die why you spit that nut out bitch apologize it's real deal p imp shit bitch recognize bitch say get her some shoes then I reply all you get is a big dick that circumcised b oosie that 745 hurt they eyes you know that LI so I'mma get that other kind I'm motherfucking straight gangste r that who is I get outta line I'mma spank you don't even try murder murder kill kill all in my eyes me I take that b eef shit and tenderize it I got some fucking skeletons all in my closet and it no class experiment some missing bodies
[Chorus:] you want beef (I got that) Dope (I got that) hoes (I got that) Dro (I got that) Money (I got that) Cars (I got that) Pistol (I got that) Niggas (Get shot at)
[Verse 2:] I know you heard to me that beef ain't nothing but a word you heard I creep and serve bullets they swerve and calm you nerves fuck you nigga I ain't throwing no slurs all I know is streets a nd birds broads and cars and malls big splurs I used to steal wallets and purses now I fill wallets and purse s all the real niggas while off my verses boot up retarded and send boys to hurses don't get me starte d 'cause boy I might hurt you junkie alcoholics I'll woop you ass purple slap you and kick you and treat you l ike urkle slang you and bang you no I don't think you heard me ku klux klan hang you the light you and burn you y oung savage what you wanna do nigga
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 (Boosie):] Yo we come threw we stomp you, you owe us we chomp you we soldiers who gonna to knock a fucking don loose I'mma always be a savage I'mma always toat that plastic I'mma always be smart lil boos ie always gonna wear masks I'm gonna always hit that classic gonna hold BR down with a wip so sick that make you boys turn around now we burning off the ground the sickest in the town boosie and Webbie got that crown you other ni ggas bow down to the feet of some youngsta who gonna see we body bad niggas and we toe tag the feey fucking i n the back seat we ain't playing with no rookie you take this money and we gonna throw a party on that pussy my l ife style is too cold my niggas we run threw holes passing down like new poles and rocking them like new bowes g ot served by the case loads we leaning like them Texas boys and we don't kay roll dis shit we ain't tryna st retch you boy if you know me you know me from getting loaded you know me from looking sported you know me from pi stol toatin you know me from candy coating my cars rolling with them superstars bonding my niggas out when they str etching behind bars (thug life)
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