Boosie Speaks lyrics

(Intro)
Boosie Bad Azz, say lil K these n*ggas acting funny with me now? whaaaa

(verse 1)
All my bread gone, all my redbones, all my fans in the stand they done left me alone. all my pus*y poppers they don't wanna holla look like its just me and my choppa look like I got a problem. I'm to the head but my hustle ain't gone ya feel me? I'm Innocent til proving guilty or til God kill me I ain't got nothing in these streets now I'm back to robbing good thing I'm in these streets and I know who got it I'm in a world where ain't no f*cking rules in em so I live by the code strap up and blues n*ggas all my friends in the wind since my ends gone, my bad b*tches down to 2 since my benz gone, I can't sleep I'm having nightmares f*cked up thinking bout that zoom zoom thinking what I did wrong, n*ggas in the hood mane don't even speak no more treat Lil Boosie Boo like he nero (damn)

(Chorus)
What if I was all f*cked up? (who me? yea you)
(who me? yea you) (who me?)
sh*t what if I was all f*cked up? (who me? yea you) (who me? yea you) (who me? yea you)

(Verse 2)
What if I had a bald head and I ain't no bald head, my cuz f*cked up my plug my business is all dead my n*ggas they on that Gangsta sh*t back to that belly sh*t running off in clubs with them thangs we wrecking sh*t back to smoking that devil sh*t famel to high n*gga whatever you with I'm with lets take a ride n*gga .45 c*cked back n*ggas gone pay for my struggle in my pocket nun but lint im finna take muthaf*ckas Woah I call Donkey I got some shorts in my click n*ggas tryna play with me must don't know I play for keeps call Webbie like Savage I keep a package right now I'm starving yesterday I was balling, Maneeee Im' finna go in they circle ol' stingy ass n*ggas used to smoke all my purple but they gone get it doe I got this AR in my hand and I'm gone let it go and let em know I'm f*cked up!

(Chorus)
What if I was all f*cked up? (who me? yea you)
(who me? yea you) (who me?)
sh*t what if I was all f*cked up? (who me? yea you) (who me? yea you) (who me? yea you)

(Verse 3)
Say Fred
I'm all f*cked up, got 1 blunt of purp left
Gas tank on low, can't even hi see the n*gga at delga
Damn I'm f*cked up
Gangsta done broke down, Charger done broke down
Monte Carlo need tires on it
I'm kinda f*cked up right now I mean that
What the f*ck Ima do though?
Stick a n*gga up, Stick a n*gga up! (agghhh)
Stick a n*gga up, stick a n*gga up....