Get Ya Mind Right lyrics

by

Webbie


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Oh you bucked up
And f*cked up
And you ain't got no mind

[HOOK]
Name still rangin'
And my chain still swangin'
Ain't no n*gga takin' nuthin from me
I'm certified n*gga
A lot of n*ggas try
But them n*ggas ain't survive
Question me is why you f*ckin' wit' a G
b*tch I'll get yo mind right
Yo mind right 3x
b*tch I'll get yo mind right
Yo mind right 3x
b*tch I'll get yo mind right

[VERSE 1]
You's a b*tch
You's a ho
You's a pus*y
You remind me of a pus*y name (Nussie)
You's a coward
You's a faker
You's a snitch
Do me a favor
And get off a n*gga di*k
You ain't got it
You be stuntin'
You a wangsta
Stunt wit' a pistol
But you call yo self a gangsta
You want my chain
Well I want yo f*ckin brain then n*gga
I'll pistol whup yo ass
For like 40 minutes straight
Big bags on tha gram
Ima put it in yo face
Ima keep it in tha street
If I ever catch a case
Ima keep it in my hand
I don't put it on my waist
I'm tha realist n*gga in it
Can't nobody take my place
Boosie
[HOOK]
Name still rangin'
And my chain still swangin'
Ain't no n*gga takin' nuthin from me
I'm certified n*gga
A lot of n*ggas try
But them n*ggas ain't survive
Question me is why you f*ckin' wit' a G
b*tch I'll get yo mind right
Yo mind right 4x
b*tch I'll get yo mind right
Yo mind right 4x
b*tch I'll get yo mind right

[VERSE 2]
Beat yo ass to pieces
Make my nephew f*ck yo nieces
This is how we play it
Man across tha track (tha dumb way)
Shoot up all yo people
All my n*ggas jeepers creepas
When we swang
n*ggas don't come back (tha dumb way)
If you bout that n*gga
Send yo address thru
I'll send a n*gga round that b*tch
To show you some love
This n*gga love goin' off
Mane he think he tha plug
Have him right outside tha door
When you walk out tha club
Wit' ya head in ya lap
And ya face on tha dash
Boy you best beware
Cuz my hittas on yo ass
Hope you ran track
Cuz my n*ggas comin' fast
Bossman sh*t
And I will drop a bag
[HOOK]
Name still rangin'
And my chain still swangin'
Ain't no n*gga takin' nuthin from me
I'm certified n*gga
A lot of n*ggas try
But them n*ggas ain't survive
Question me is why you f*ckin' wit' a G
b*tch I'll get yo mind right
Yo mind right 4x
b*tch I'll get yo mind right
Yo mind right 4x
b*tch I'll get yo mind right

[VERSE 3]
Came ridin' wit tha devil
You f*ckin' round wit' tha devil
Find that boy 'cross tha track
Or find that boy on Jewella
If you ain't heard about Boosie Boo
You betta tell 'em
My enemies can't talk no mo
But you can smell 'em
Oooooooohhhhhhhhh
U smell tha odor?
Jack who?
Take what?
b*tch Ima soldier
We did that
And what
What you gon' do about it
You know what we do about it
n*gga we gon' shoot about it
It's Big B
Badazz
Some Louisiana n*ggas wit' money in trash bags
Just left Iceman Nick
Wit' them diamonds on my neck
Got my name on tha line
So I'm dyin' for respect n*gga
[HOOK]
Name still rangin'
And my chain still swangin'
Ain't no n*gga takin' nuthin from me
I'm certified n*gga
A lot of n*ggas try
But them n*ggas ain't survive
Question me is why you f*ckin' wit' a G
b*tch I'll get yo mind right
Yo mind right 4x
b*tch I'll get yo mind right
Yo mind right 4x
b*tch I'll get yo mind right

Oh you bucked up
And f*cked up
And you ain't got no mind
Bet I get yo muthaf*ckin' mind right 2x

How u wan' do it n*gga 7x

Bet I get yo muthaf*ckin' mind right
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