ungrateful - boosie badazz lyrics
[intro]
ungrateful motherf*cker ([?])
it’s just the life we live in
everybody ungrateful
(playboy on the beat)
[verse 1]
you can give a n*gga love but he still complain
lace a n*gga with a chain, make ’em scream his name
you could fall on yo’ ass, straight down bad
n*gga look the other way like they ain’t seen a thing
you can buy a b*tch whatever, she’ll leave you, man
jumpship, she ain’t trippin’ ’cause she got a name (what?)
n*ggas buildin’ up hate that they can’t explain
n*ggas shootin’ shots at ya, now, they want your slang
i never did nothin’ to ’em, but they got my man
if he wasn’t bulletproof, hе would’ve felt the samе
friends i reach my hand out to, they cut my hand
took the word, “real n*gga,” and they used it in vain
ain’t no rule sin the game, man, these dudes they can change
sissy*ass n*ggas, most goons, now, they lame
b*tch*ass n*ggas doin’ b*tch*ass sh*t that a b*tch do
you might as well wear a thing, man
y’all ungrateful as
n*gga mad that i’m still in my bag, and i respect you can’t equal up
n*gga kissin’ on a b*tch who was kissin’ on my d*ck
you were lookin’ like a duck, n*gga, what the f*ck?
tq, you ain’t never had a job ’til i gave you one
you was workin’ at [?], ain’t n0body wanna sign you but me
ask qcp, you got passed on, you ungrateful
[chorus]
n*ggas ungrateful (talk to ’em)
b*tches ungrateful (talk to ’em)
these people ungrateful (i don’t even wanna talk to ’em)
“ungrateful” what i’ma tell ’em when i talk to ’em
ungrateful (ungrateful)
ungrateful (i ain’t even see this sh*t comin’)
ungrateful (ungrateful)
my side
ungrateful (ungrateful)
[verse 2]
you can give a n*gga money, but it still ain’t enough
keep it straight a hundred, but it still ain’t enough
real to the bone gristle, but the real ain’t enough
you can cry for a n*gga, but the tears ain’t enough
n*gga kick ya in your ass when they feel they comin’ up
don’t want you with a bag ’cause they feel you got enough
when this sh*t hit the fan, now these n*ggas actin’ tough
if i don’t get my bag, all i’m sayin’, “good luck”
(y’all ungrateful ass)
my dawg like, “how you let ’em even snake yo’ ass?
them n*ggas paper bags to a real g”
dawg, i was waitin’ on my time to shine
then n*ggas crossed the line, now, all of ’em they gon’ feel me
gazzi, you a b*tch n*gga, us black folks, we the ones got you rich, n*gga
you cutthroat, now, all y’all in a clique, n*gga
on bleak, you better pay me my sh*t, n*gga (ungrateful ass)
[chorus]
n*ggas ungrateful (talk to ’em)
b*tches ungrateful (talk to ’em)
these people ungrateful (i don’t even wanna talk to ’em)
“ungrateful” what i’ma tell ’em when i talk to ’em
ungrateful (ungrateful)
ungrateful (i ain’t even see this sh*t comin’)
ungrateful (ungrateful)
my side
ungrateful (ungrateful)
[verse 3]
baby mama, she done hit me with this child support
ol’ dirty*ass b*tch ’bout to lie in court
well, that amg benz, i’ma need that back
won’t play it like that, you ain’t ’bout to kick back
gues the b*tch still mad ’cause her brother got whacked
this the same n*gga f*ck your little sister in a ‘cat
if you suck bleak d*ck, why f*ck it from the back?
you ain’t never been sh*t but a f*ckin’ hood rat, your ungrateful ass
go to jail, everybody tryna snake your ass
people feel you goin’ down, they’ll snake your ass
i’m ’bout to rip these motherf*ckers like paper bag
cut off my daughter for life, your ungrateful ass
[segue]
girl called me a, “b*tch*ass n*gga” (well, all that hurt me)
ungrateful ass
well all, all the sh*t i did for this f*ckin’ child
[chorus]
n*ggas ungrateful (talk to ’em)
b*tches ungrateful (talk to ’em)
these people ungrateful (i don’t even wanna talk to ’em)
“ungrateful” what i’ma tell ’em when i talk to ’em
ungrateful (ungrateful)
ungrateful (i ain’t even see this sh*t comin’)
ungrateful (ungrateful)
my side
ungrateful (ungrateful)
[verse 4]
i been goin’ through some sh*t, and this sh*t done got deep (n*gga)
gotta realize everybody ain’t g
how the f*ck you do that when you represent the streets?
streets made you,a nd the streets made me
if you ask b.g., you was on pc (n*gga)
the name that you got, i think you got that from me
the fans all mad, actin’ like they can’t see
your street cred’, n*gga, don’t blame me
sh*t, your homeboy right, you ain’t livin’ like that
everything that you rap, you ain’t never did that (n*gga)
’cause other n*gga talkin’, he a certified rat
your co*defendant been gave me your paperwork, n*gga
i gave you a video and verse, n*gga, for the free
when you was tryna pay a n*gga, b*tch, i’m a g
thought turk felt the same way, godd*mn
’cause we all from the same place, louisiana
[outro]
(ungrateful) all i could do is shake my head
(ungrateful) at this point
(ungrateful) all y’all motherf*ckers sour
these people so ungrateful (gq)
(ungrateful) yung bleu
(ungrateful) all y’all motherf*ckers
this badazz, n*gga
goin’ through some things
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