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EST Gee/Boosie Badazz

专辑：MAD

LYRICS

作词 : George Stone III/Torrence Hatch Jr/John Carlos Ramirez/Luis Gärdes

作曲 : George Stone III/Torrence Hatch Jr/John Carlos Ramirez/Luis Gärdes

(Ayy, who that?)

Uh, uh, uh

(John Gotitt)

Uh, uh, uh

(Never changed, still the same)

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: EST Gee]

Yeah, I've seen niggas cry when someone died they never met (Never even met)

I left the streets without no debt (No debt), gave my best for less (Gave my best for less)

PTSD from the shit I've seen, popped pills, I felt depressed

I love my b***h so much, set up her ex, she felt upset

I'm obsеssed with gettin' my people rich, ask Lil' Mike and Ski

You can ask Rico and E, I'd still love y'all if y'all don't love me

Maybe it is what it seem, my mind been clear since I quit lean

I put barbwire all around our empire, nothin' gettin' in between

My brother mama say I'm the reason that he F-E-D

No emotions from a king, don't poke my chest out and I leave

I don't got no time to grieve, I don't got no time to dream

I'ma still be here in your time of need even if you decide to leave

Last of a dyin' breed, y'all'll never be like me (Never)

It's too much envy and greed, too much dealers, not no fiends

I ain't never had no secret feelings, that's why I'm the realest

Made my livin' in the kitchen, fryin' chickens in a skillet

Soon as you recognize the cancer, kill it, only way to fix it (Only way to—)

I be peepin' shit and keep my distance, maybe I ain't trippin' (Only way to—)

Know I live it, paint my pictures vivid like you sittin' here with me

Mind on billions, mind your business 'fore it's smashed out on the window

Yeah, and I don't wanna die young, so I got mine, hope you got yours

Abandoned by the ones I love, like Wayne left by the Hot Boyz

Hope you ain't get tired of seein' these cars, I'm buyin' a lot more

Hope you ain't gettin' tired of seein' me shine, I'm goin' a lot more

Hope you ain't gettin' tired of niggas dyin', it's gon' be a lot more

Hope you ain't gettin' tired of it bein' my time, I did a lot for it

Hope you ain't gettin' tired of shit, hope you ain't gettin' tired of me

I hope you ain't gettin' tired, ain't get—, yeah

[Verse 2: Boosie Badazz]

It's Boosie, b***h, I go stupid, b***h, and I hope you niggas ain't tired (Let's go, nigga)

Steppin' out with that shit on, nigga, these b*****s never get tired (Let's go, nigga)

Made the b***h put the Tussionex on the d**k, b***h, lick, get high (Get high)

I don't wanna die young, nigga, so I keep it right on my side

Nigga, you lyin', you don't even like me (No)

If I bite, you ain't even gon' bite me (Yeah)

Every nigga I roll with, they just do it like Nike (Nigga)

I'm a hustler from the trenches, let me tell you

Lot of bad b*****s, lot of feelings

Lot of good weed, lot of weapons

Know you niggas tired of Boosie flexin'

I'll set it off with no question (Woo)

Make a nigga take them VVS's (Woo)

My partner gone, dead from the game

I feel his mama givin' me the blame

Smilin' with my charm and my chain

Wylin' with my charm and my chain

I ain't nothin' but five-self, nigga

But I got my five-self, nigga