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Boosie Boo,
And I be like the best nigga at this shit now
Word for word, story for life story
You know I'm the

We off in the backyard, I'm that boy
Hate to lose, if I lose, you can get bruised, I'm hard
Life from a bad memory, Daddy loved drugs
Can't take from him, he loved thugs

from neighborhood jackers to neighborhood stackers
I-10 riders to I-10
Imagine us in that bottom on PCP
Walkin' to wit a tool, who gon' beef wit me?

Got to sellin' drugs, marijuana and coke
Momma, she washed her and let me go
The rest you know, I gotta explain, I been a man
Since I went got my own, now they at me grown

Posted up behind the ol' on Wyoming street
Big sacks, big gats and some
All the lil' got big niggas, like Junior and Bleed
All old niggas showed us ropes like they beef

You know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle
You dont know my struggle, so you feel my hustle
You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my
You dont know my struggle, so you can't my hustle

Hard times, me and you blissed
Got a dimebag but we couldn't buy the
Walkin' to the dispenser, we was short on the special
So we got drunk, snatched purses, man, whatever

Old tried to shortstop, we baller blocked, fuck it
Got a big knot, now I'm wit a big ugly somethin'
On my waistline, bouncin' through the
Back then, it was straight gin, and cowhides

You ain't our side, we bustin' at ya, thats the rules
Used to be deep, now we down to a few
Man, I'm talkin' them lonely nights, me and my homey on the flight
Sneakin' through hoes' window, robbin' for endo

Runnin' wit nothin' but hard heads like Fry Thang and
Goin' to reppin', hollin' fuck goin' to Heaven
'Cause I'm out here, look like my fucked up
And I lost a lotta niggas, so my trust fucked up, man

You know my struggle, so you can't feel my hustle
You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my
You dont know my struggle, so you can't feel my
You dont know my struggle, so you feel my hustle

Sittin' nights, need my medicine and my
All the keepin' it gutta wit my peoples
The thug life, back to back catchin'
The drug life, servin' junkies in front the

The hospitals, tryin' to lift up my spirit
My momma preachin' but Boosie Boo wanna hear it
You know they say I was dead, two up in my head
Some say I O.D.'d off that X, what gon' say next?

Grandma died, Momma house, lemme to ya
Niggas hate but I drive-by, I walk to ya
High school, 4 in a Monte Carlo
Dusted and disgusted tryna make it 'til

When I borrowed, I gave
When it was beer time, I made stacks, 110 to 150, I that
The baby drama make me wanna holla
I lost all my ghetto role models, this my struggle, man