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jealousy - boosie badazz lyrics

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lil boosie badazz
big head and webbie
trill entertainment

gangsta grillz, you b*st*rds

[boosie]

you know why you ain’t got what i got
why you ain’t flashing no knots
‘cause you ain’t paper chasing out here
like lil boosie and pop

there’s gonna be a lot of n*ggas dead
before the foolishness stop
i’ma introduce you p*ssy n*ggas
to these rugers and glocks

i turned a rock into a block
now these n*ggas want to hate
i’m charging n*ggas nine pieces
just to cook up their weight

you got that iron, i got that iron
they ain’t stop making no guns
we got m1’s, tommy guns
and them hundred round drums
and i giving a n*gga nothing
i don’t owe a n*gga sh*t
every i scored, i paid for
from x pills to brick

but you wanna set trip and sh*t, huh
act like you sick, huh
saw the hoe and slaughtered the hoe
now ask that lil b*tch

bout boosie, doubt boosie
and you could get your house shooted
terrorized n*gga like
some junkies in a south movie

halloween i name it
i’ll bust your d*mn brain
closed case, yeah, duct tape you n*gga
that’s on everything

they hated when that fetti came
now i’m on that money train
this [?]
a n*gga with the choppas man

[chorus]

jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah

got these n*ggas scared
wanting to bust a n*gga head
for no reason, man

it’s jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah

got these n*ggas scared
wanting to bust a n*gga head
for no reason, man

[big head]

look, look
i’m thuggin’ in real life
n*gga 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 sh*t about fun
i [?] my cut 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’ma spark the gun

i live the wrong way
i came a long way
you jealous of the
wrong n*gga on the wrong day

me, boosie and webbie’ll hit
your set the strong way
b*tch, watch what you say
go have some children if you wanna play

big head don’t give a f*ck about
none of that man
just thank one of yall’s n*ggas
if it come ta that man

stay in your league
we big dogs, n*gga, nationwide
big head’s the dome doctor, baby
uptown, southside

[chorus]

jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah

got these n*ggas scared
wanting to bust a n*gga head
for no reason, man

it’s jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah

got these n*ggas scared
wanting to bust a n*gga head
for no reason, man

[webbie]

i’m the littest [?], the trillest
on a mission for millions
i got bundles of b*tches
i ain’t worried bout you n*ggas

i’ma a soldier for reala
i ain’t worried bout your pistols
you wanna stop webbie riches
then n*gga, handle your business

man these lil n*ggas tripping
mad at my position
i’m 500 hundred degrees
an b*tch bet how i’m living

stunted out on you b*tches
flat screens all on the ceiling
xo all in my bottle
and dozier all in my feeling

you can cross me, lil partner
i’ll knock you straight out your misery
say man, f*ck my fame
i’ll knock your brains out your fitted

while you hating, i’m getting it
super brains from my mistress
n*gga stuck in the gutter
i’m finna blow past fifty

these n*ggas 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 p*ssy ass n*ggas
i know b*tch ass n*ggas jealous, n*gga

[chorus]

jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah

got these n*ggas scared
wanting to bust a n*gga head
for no reason, man

it’s jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah
jealousy yeah

got these n*ggas scared
wanting to bust a n*gga head
for no reason, man

[foxx]

since i was small i was hard headed
but i regret it
and never bit my tongue
b*tch, if i said it, then i said it

and keep that thing loaded
off of safety so i’m ready
all you jealous ass n*ggas
i’ll make sure you get the message

my g*nike’s be crisp white
them boys be p*ssed like
“f*ck that n*gga, foxx
when i see him, oh we gonna fist fight”

no, you got me bent
but that choppa make em get right
i’m a small n*gga
i ain’t got time for all them quick rights

pop one to the stomach
and i guarantee he gonna sh*t white
my condolences to his family
but that was his night

n*ggas want my money, my life
and all my bad hoes
n*ggas ain’t the only ones jealous
they got some mad hoes

i just sign my john hanc*ck
and all my cash grow
n*ggas wanna sit at my funeral
but on the last row

if i let a broke n*gga k!ll me
i’ll be a assh0l*
so i keep at iron real close
real close, n*gga

[outro]

jealousy
sh*t, they say money’s the root of all evil
jealousy’s the root of all evil

you ain’t even gotta have nothing
and they could hate on you
f*cked up

then they wanna k!ll you
they can’t get out there and paper chase
and they will hate you

we knocking n*ggas asses off since 2005
you can believe that

- boosie badazz lyrics

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