My Struggle (Explicit)-Lil Boosie/Boosie Badazz

歌手 : Lil Boosie / Boosie Badazz

专辑 : Bad Azz

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:22

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TXT My Struggle (Explicit)-Lil Boosie/Boosie Badazz 文本歌词

My Struggle (Explicit) - Boosie Badazz

Boosie boo Boosie boo ni**a

And I be like the best ni**a at this sh*t right now

Word for word

Life story for life story mane I'm the truth

We started off in the backyard I'm that boy

Hate to lose If I lose yo can get bruised

I'm that hard Life starts from a bad

Memory Daddy loved drugs Can't take this from

Him He loved girls Went from neighborhood

Jackas To neighborhood stackas I -10 ridaz too

I-10 traffickas Imagine us in that bottom on

That PCP Walkin' to school wit a tool who

Gon' beef wit me Got addicted to sellin'

Drugs m*******a and coke Momma she washed

Her hands and let me go the Rest you know

I ain't gotta explain I been a mayne Since I

Went got my own now they look at me grown

Posted up behind the Citgo on Wyoming

Street Big sacks big gats and some artillery

All the lil niggas Got big niggas like Junior

And B All old niggas showed us ropes like

They picturin' me

U don't know my struggle

So you can't feel my hustle

U don't know my struggle

So you can't feel my hustle

U don't know my struggle

So you can't feel my hustle

U don't know my struggle

So you can't feel my hustle

Hard times me and you getting' blisted

Got a dimebag but we couldn't buy the Philly

Walkin' to the w**d dispenser we was short on

The special So we got drunk snatched purses

Mayne it's whatever Old niggas tried to

Shortstop we ballerblocked f**k it Got a

Big knot now I'm thuggin wit a big ugly

Somethin' on my waistline bouncin' thru the

Southside Back then it was straight gin

Dickies and cowhides You ain't from our side

We bustin' at ya that's the

Rules Used to be deep now we down to just a

Few Mayne I'm talkin' bout them lonely

Nights me and My Homie on the flight sneakin

Thru hoes window Robbin' niggas for indo

Runnin wit nothin but hard Heads like Fry

Thang and Kevin Goin' to clubs reppin'

Hollin' "F**k goin' to Heaven" cause I'm out

Chea Look like my luck f**ked up and I done

Lost a lotta Niggas so my trust f**ked up

Mayne

U don't know my struggle

So you can't feel my hustle

U don't know my struggle

So you can't feel my hustle

U don't know my struggle

So you can't feel my hustle

U don't know my struggle

So you can't feel my hustle

Sittin' nites need my medicine and my

Needles All the Bondsmenâ€¦ Keepin' it gutta

Wit my people The thug life back to back

Catchin misdemeanors The drug life servin'

Junkies in front the cleaners The hospitals

Nurses tryin' to lift up my spirit

My momma preachin' but Boosie boo don't wanna

Hear it (hard head) You know they say I was

Dead two shots up in my head Some say I OD'd

Off that X what they gon' say next Grandma

Died momma House lemme talk to ya Niggas

Hate but I don't drive by I walk to ya High

School 4 deep in a Monte Carlo dusted and

Disgusted tryna make it til tomorrow When I

Borrowed I gave back When it was beer time

I made stacks 110 to 150 I shake that The

Baby momma drama make me wanna holla plus I

Lost all my ghetto role models This my

Struggle mayne