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| 2. |
| 5:09 |
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| 3. |
| 3:17 | 
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(Chorus 4x)
They don't love me I don't love them Well they say fuck me Nigga I say fuck them (Gangsta Boo) See the main reason why I step my foot up in this shit Crazy lady as a baby had the dreams to making it rich As I get it, niggas get it, roadies get it what the fuck it on Bhz my home never leaver it step to me you gone coughing, puffing, cheifing for my niggas locked in 201 bumping, crunking, funking on my tongue has got me num'e num If you want to hate on lady look into the fucking book Book of muthafuckers just like you with out shit to do Bitch i'm gonna keep it how I keep it underdigging me It ain't what you think I will catch you in the fucking streets If I gonna to fuck I'm gonna fuck thats if you talking pay Prada oh my goda on my shopping list a tenzu day A celebrity ghetto from the dirty south Sexy brown skin with the wetness no doubt I'ma get my money hoe fuck that shit u saying hoe fuck that shit u saying hoe I'ma get my money hoe (Chorus 4x) They don't love me I don't love them Well they say fuck me Nigga I say fuck them (Gangsta Boo) You can catch me at a game I'm watching Kobe miss his fucking shot 2-way jumping nigga block to block like I be slanging rocks Pimpin woman mixed with villian memphis queen of set it off Call it how you see it and I only fuck top nizotch Niggas, money, bitches whats the bizness it does not matter to me I devote the bizness put the fire to the gasoline You hoes see the lugar hanging drive by on your fucking street You hoes be the bodies droping since you trying to play with me If you hear I'm chillin then it's heavy understand me dog Never plan to fall got my back agaisnt the fucking wall watch out for you fake ass in my fucking way I can stare a faker in the face and play the same fake game Nigga I'ma pro and I don't take no shit and that's fa sho Anything the lady cannot do I let you niggas know slient night a deadly night so fuck it I'ma grab my glock walk up to your house knock up on your door and blowed your ass off (Chorus 4x) They don't love me I don't love them Well they say fuck me Nigga I say fuck them |
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| 4:10 |
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(Juice)
Mayne!!!! I can't I'm up in dis joint wit Gangsta Boo. I'm so Hi! Boogaloo! I'm so hi. Purple!! Purple!! Mayne! I'm so hi! Good shit Gangsta Boo. The Juice always blown out on dat fire shit I'm gettin high den a motherfucker. Damn! (Gangsta Boo) Some dumb boys be killin me Actin like dey want me pounds I be lookin for the fires We will not come in ya town Gansta Boo the scandalous That's been so freaky when she hi Oops I ain't go lie, bump and smoke until the day I die Ridin in the Chevy and you know I'm smokin ink mayne Got the bongs mayne Limo tinted for you hataz mayne Crusin through my hood Im hot as fuck, my life is on suspension I don't give a fuck Im constantly gotta smoke one bitch As I come up on the spot to eat and sleep and do it all again Gansta at it again, clean as fuck I'm rollin twenty-twens Call my nigga dank to see if he know where some hydro at When I go get dank I got the glock nine and a vest Rollin through the projects lookin for dat nigga wit dat dope Fiendin like a junkie thinkin "damn a playa gotta smoke" Actin like you ballin when you only sellin nicks and dimes Shit dis habit of mine Got me clickin when I'm on the ground (Chorus 4x) Mask 2 my fuckin face I'm fiendin to increase my high Eye balls is like red as hell dese bitches better recognize (could dat fuckin fuckin ink conservin deal dats some shit) (Gangsta boo) So I got dis ghetty green Look here nigga I'm a star Bout to hit the corner and rap Stoned and get leaf cigar I don't smoke on seeds But not to dis the ones unfortunate If you need me, hook up wit me, I'll smoke you to death All my niggas on dat good dope, If you hi just clap yo hands All my niggas on dat good dope, if you hi just clap yo hands Take a trip to Amsterdam Smoke a blunt wit lady man Always chiefin gotta wake up wit a blunt up in my hand It be funny how you dig Cuz you got green and me and you be friends If I let you smoke wit me, you lucky I'm a keep it real I don't give a fuck about a beg or tryin to smoke my weed If you got some money you need to put half on dis fuckin green Don't play wit the muthafuckin funky dont play Smokin on some hay Once again hid in the black Hay (haven) Actin like you ballin when you only sellin nicks and dimes Shit dis habit of mine Got me clickin when I'm on the ground Chorus til end |
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| 4:28 |
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| 6. |
| 4:31 |
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| 7. |
| 4:24 |
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| 8. |
| 4:54 |
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| 9. |
| 4:09 |
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(Verse 1)
If you buck then say so, push a nigga off With the quickness of my glock fo sheezy, blast a nigga off! Smoke you like you dro', fuck a sissy hoe, since you wanted to know Gangsta Boo ain't scared of you, I'll walk up to yo' fucking do' Na- Na- Na- Na- Na, you can't touch me silly trick What's the business bitch? I'm the lady of this Memphis shit Yes I got the hollow words, secret follow words, where the dollar words Crazy lady yeah, millionaires, sporting Cartiers Why don't you come around here, let me put you on some fuckin game You bitches be lame, dope game, my game hoe! Yes you, yes you bought, fuck what you haters be thinking or saying Yes you, yes you bought my CD anyway I'm a come on out, gold and diamonds in my fucking mouth What you talking 'bout? So so scandalous stay representin the South Riding on them thangs, tryna dodge you player haters man I'm a stay the same, fuck whoever talking 'bout I done changed (Chorus: 4X) I be at the same block, same hood Same house, same sto', same folks Looking good bitch, I ain't changed hoe! (Verse 2) Can I ask you something, what you bitches tryna prove? Acting like you buck, when really you look like a damn fool See me in the streets, you try to chief, and smoke all your weed I don't want that babby-jazzy shit, I don't speak seeds Nigga, nigga please I'm Miss Pimpin-Villain Gangsta Boo Fuckin with my niggas, paper chasing tryna get this loot I ain't tryna take no shit, or be labled as a duck Never will I go out like that, you got me fucked up! You bitches be talking that shit, do you think that you can handle me? Raised in B.H.Z., slash North Memphis Tennessee I don't think so, go and call yo' mother fucking crew I know where yo' mama stay, I'll send a bullet straight through Staying high, oh so, oh so high, I'm quick to lose my temper Bitch, smack you, stomp you down bitch, it be that simple You know that I be riding in fast cars, quick to hit the strip bar Sippin on some syrup (sippin on some si-zzurp) (Chorus) (Verse 3) Nigga come and take a ride, what you bitches know about? Fuck you bitches, stick a mother fucking gun in yo' mouth Hoes be hating cuz I made it rich, "oohhh...lucky bitch!" Been down and for years, I still remain untouchable bitch! Always be the one mean-mugging me, you groupie hoe Then after the show, you be the one on the flo' Why you mad at me cuz i chose to, chose to keep it real? Bitch get bout yo' cheese, stay about yo' hustle only for real Niggas wanna fuck when they see me on the B.E.T. Riding in my truck, I pop a flick up in the DVD Balling through Black Haven, deep as hell in that Suburban man You silly ass bitches, you wish you could see the shit that I be seeing man Still I stay the same, ghetto diva known as Gangsta Boo Undergroundin' clownin', upside downin', bitch I thought you knew Catch me on my corner burner undershirt, some heat If you got some questions, catch me in the mother-fucking streets (Bee-yotch!) (Repeat Chorus to end) |
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| 4:50 |
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| 11. |
| 5:17 |
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| 12. |
| 4:02 |
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| 13. |
| 3:37 |
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| 14. |
| 3:42 |
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(Gangsta Boo)
You be lying to you boys like you got a long pipe Had me screaming last night man dude you outta sight I don't give a fuck about you; you know I am for real And you just know how I feel you can fuck me on da pill Nigga let me hit you weed satisfaction guarantee You can call me crazy lady took that nigga for his weed Please listen to da truth lovely lady gangsta boo Understand this shit been nasty trick on fools You and nothing to me I'm a fucking O.G. I can recognize a groupie when I see him in front of me While you lying on you dick I think that shit is childish I don't mine if you bust a nut you deserved it All dat shit dat you be doing trying to bust me wide open Eat my pussy nigga you know I got to have that tongue in motion Tell them niggas if I came I came all in ya mouth While you lying like you really fuck motherfucking brains out (Hook: repeat 2X) Why you lying to you boys telling them you slanging pipe You didn't even make me cum I faked it last night Talking all dat bull bought you didn't cum and shit Bitch I don't give a fuck I got my nut ya boy did (DJ Paul) And dat sound cool and dat maybe But I don't give a fuck I represent da CP And give a damn about a dry pussy bitch that can't fuck You shoulda concentrate dat made ya wanna sip nut I didn't hear no complaining when this thuggin was bagging I was nice on this one when I was hitting it son I paint you face like KISS with this nut when its runs out I fuck wit guns cause I heard you was a set up That's why I came so quick cause I was trying to get the fuck up Not in ya face not in way up outta ya place and never heard from again like Mase okay (Hook) Why you lying to you boys telling them you slangin pipe You didn't even make me cum I faked it last night Talking all dat bull bought you didn't cum and shit Bitch I don't give a fuck I got my nut ya boy did |
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| 2:07 |
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| 3:49 |
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| 17. |
| 1:44 |
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