Free Boosie, real nigga
In the jail standing tall like Shaquille nigga
I used to say, I
know
how
you
feel,
nigga
Itâs like a full time job not to kill niggas
Had my hood hating now they came up
I donât know if itâs the money or the fake stuff
Got me walking through the jungle with my flame tucked
Got around my juries since they want to see me chained up
Friends turn to foes when you're in a row
Model bitches turn to hoes cause a nigga froze
Got them people taking pictures, let a nigga pose
Cause I get paper reading scripts, you ain't getting shows
Poppin' bottles it sound like a Mac-10
Better be soaked in it when Iâm back in
I dropped a quarter milli on an Aston
And I ainât got an album, man, I got these niggas wildin' out
Iâm gone
Shout out to the real niggas (Salute)
And shout out to the real bitches (Say what)
Iâm popping bottles with my real niggas
Itâs like a full time job not to kill niggas
Shout out to the real niggas (Salute)
And shout out to the real bitches (Say what)
Iâm popping bottles with my real niggas
Itâs like a full time job not to kill niggas
Yeah, bought a chopper for my problems, that banana type
Seen a millie, now itâs hard for me to sleep at night
Iâm the type to flood the rollie like it's New Orleans
Bet that all my niggas ball like Iâm Mr. Clean
From the bottom to the top, I made it out the gutter
Iâm 17 on every scene I need my bread and butter
Used to run the streets, but now Iâm running every summer
Right back on my bullshit like a Chicago lover
Feel like I'm jumping up out that phantom on my cocky ass
Know they hating, I just tell 'em kiss the paper tags
Still be with them pretty bitches, save for Stacy Dash
Plus my rollie cost me 80, that's gon' make 'em mad
Free my niggas locked, free my nigga caged
Fuck the system yeah you know we on the same page
Niggas love it when you're drowning in that water, dawg
Hate to see a nigga shining like some marmaro
Loyalty over royalty thatâs my common law
We The Best: the logo, and I'm with my fucking boss
He just tell me murder niggas would think of Holocaust
Kill the hottest young'n in and what you niggas thought
Shout out to the real niggas (Salute)
And shout out to the real bitches (Say what)
Iâm popping bottles with my real niggas
Itâs like a full time job not to kill niggas
Shout out to the real niggas (Salute)
And shout out to the real bitches (Say what)
Iâm popping bottles with my real niggas
Itâs like a full time job not to kill niggas
They took a half of ? nigga out the bank nigga
If you want to whip 'em pussy nigga, blank nigga
And I put that red dot right where you think nigga
Hood nigga still wearing cuban linx nigga
Iâm on the ave. nigga riding in a cutlass
You that talking nigga, you know you a pussy
A real nigga, real life, no rap shit
And I can promise you this ainât what you want, bitch
Dialed me and still ainât a real nigga
âCause I was to busy to gutter with the real niggas
When you see me in the field tell me how you feel nigga
And we some kids to tell you that we the real nigga
And they ainât telling none of my young nigga to chill, nigga
We all shooters, nigga, and all us on the pills nigga
Ainât got a yacht, but nigga the size of Shaquille, nigga
And before you try anything you better write your will, nigga
Shout out to the real niggas (Salute)
And shout out to the real bitches (Say what)
Iâm popping bottles with my real niggas
Itâs like a full time job not to kill niggas
Shout out to the real niggas (Salute)
And shout out to the real bitches (Say what)
Iâm popping bottles with my real niggas
Itâs like a full time job not to kill niggas