What About Me lyrics

This how they got me feeling right now, look, n*gga what about...me, what about boo

[1st Verse]
They holla Juvy, they holla Jigga, they holla T.I.P
They holla Akon, and J-Kwon, but what about me
They youngbloodz and young gunz, but boosie
He buss guns and spit it to his love ones,look
They holla usher and that lil jon sh*t
They holla i smoke i drank but i made that b*tch
They holla manny, baby, wayne, and geezy
Dont nobody holla boosie like nobody dont believe me
What about eazy-e, yea he fading for sheezy
What about aaliyah, what about soulja, what about O.D.B
What about DMC, the addidas on ya feet, g-nikes to gain ya height
But me I keep it G, what about c-loc, when I knew I was cold
I was that n*gga on the camp like I was 10 years old
They holla flip, they holla mike jones, they holla bone crusher
That reese and big song and I made headbusser,n*gga what about...me

[Hook]
Thats how im feeling when I'm with my n*ggas chillin wishing that we had a million, what about...me, thats how I'm feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, what about me

[2nd Verse]
They holla petey pablo, and the rest of that sh*t
They holla puff but I'm on that deathrow sh*t
I'm on that never seen a man cry till you seen a man die
That real faith sh*t that make you go spray sh*t
They holla romeo and bow wow but what about Lil Boosie
I want to star up in a movies with hoes in a jacuzzi
I want to f*ck with free and AJ and freestyle with tigger
Blow doe wit beanie siegel ride low in q regal
I'm thuggin and them major labels know that
So they figure if they sign me one year later I'll have a toe tag look
They holla banner, they holla mase, and they holla trick
But I know somebody know something that boosie sh*t
This ain't no beef song, this what I see when bet on
And mtv on I'm peeping ya holmes
Hollering out lean back and lovers and friends
But the hardest song to hit the streets was "n*gga then", n*gga what about...me
[Hook]
Thats how im feeling when I'm with my n*ggas chillin wishing that we had a million, what about...me, thats how I'm feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, what about me

[3rd Verse]
Im trillville my damn self, I'm a one man army like Russel Simmons and def
Got people rubbing they hair, I still ain't forgave myself
Im feeling like tip, I'm tired of n*ggas in the cage im feeling like pimp
Yaw n*ggas listening to these rappers, they lying
Dont think cause this n*gga swole bruh, that this n*gga soilder
These n*ggas telling lies to ya, so april fools
If you dont bump boo then the jokes on you
2 line crew, they started all that nasty sh*t
And buck down he started all that nasty b*tch
2Pac, told you bout the f*cking guns,jigga, told ya how to put the work in the can and...run
They holla skip and wacko, but them n*ggas they thug though
And youngbuck i got love for, but what about...me

[Outro]
They gone feel this b*tch here, all across the world,n*gga what about...me

[Hook]
Thats how im feeling when im with my n*ggas chillin wishing that we had a million, what about...me, thats how im feeling looking at my mama ceiling wishing that we had a million, what about me

[Outro]
Say mane, i be feeling like, you know what im saying, somebody,somewhere,gotta be hearing me, i should have been blowed up, i know im rawwa than alot of these n*ggas out here,thank a n*gga hating somewhere, i dont know what it is, ima keep it gutta though, im wildin out, n*gga what about...me