For my Lil n*ggas lyrics

by

Boosie Badazz


Intro:]
Lil n*gga, lil n*gga (for my), lil n*gga (for my)
Lil n*gga, lil n*gga, lil n*gga with a big ole pistol

[Verse 1:]
Four deep in a cut dawg, with a big ole pistol
We don't drive-by, we walk by, we tiptoe n*ggas
A Glock and a fo'-five will kill fo' n*ggas
f*ck yo n*ggas, my n*ggas cut throat n*ggas, believe that
Dead n*ggas, dead b*tches, this is homicide
And I want know who gon ride for that south side
I bleed pain, take pain to another level
The last n*gga got burnt f*ckin with my chedda
Too much weed and codein f*cked up my attitude
Any n*gga in my way, I put this gat on you
I speak the truth, not a booth that's my best friend
It keep beatin and his other friends comin in
Blowin money ain't sh*t so I'm quick to spit
And you know I'm hollin' self defense
Since Ivy got killed, it's been serious
I ain't smilin with no n*gga, I'm puttin that pop on a n*gga
Baton Rouge sick with it
This sh*t ain't a game boy, shoulda stayed on yo game boy
These streets ain't a game boy, I knock out ya frame boy
My n*ggas ain't playin boy
They slanging iron behind this building
[Hook:]
This for my lil n*gga, lil n*gga, lil n*gga
With a big ole pistol
Where my lil n*gga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go
For my lil n*gga, lil n*gga, lil n*gga
With a big ole pistol
Where my lil n*gga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go

[Verse 2:]
Loco turn me up this kickin in
You can disrespect my mind and feel this mack-10
Black phantom full of hoes, b*tch we knock off bosses
Catch ya issue around here, we don't take no losses
n*ggas pickin on a lil n*gga, words from a real n*gga
Get ya steel n*gga, and deal with em
For that lil n*gga up the road up in beast mode
Don't win em all but everytime that lil n*gga roll
One shot from my cousin Donkey, that lil n*gga cold
He ain't gon sugar coat sh*t, he gon let em go
Pyru you betta let em know where I was raised at
I'm just a ghetto child tryin to make it
'fore they take me, mamaaa
I'm sorry for the pain I brung, but
n*ggas out here tryna kill ya son
So I gotta keep it, f*ck the 5, I can beat it
Why them lil n*ggas out here tryna beefin
I do it for my
[Hook:]
Lil n*gga, lil n*gga, lil n*gga
With a big ole pistol
Where my lil n*gga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go
For my lil n*gga, lil n*gga, lil n*gga
With a big ole pistol
Where my lil n*gga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go

[Verse 3:]
13, 14, 15, 16, 17 they ready, 18 they deadly
Project livin, ain't neva had a daddy
Quick ta bust ya head, and take the rims off ya Caddy
Lil n*ggas got them hoes, lil n*ggas keep a roll
Lil n*ggas still lil n*ggas even when they old
Lil Bleek, Lil Junior, Bad Azz, ice cold
Threesomes everynight, f*ck it, let the dice roll
They like boosie, betta talk to em they kickin up dust
n*ggas robbin all the cells, got the hood f*cked up
Shiiit, wat Ima tell 'em I was in they situation
Jack a b*tch with no hesitation, bare-faced n*gga
If ya small ya gotta have a big heart
Don't take no shorts, n*ggas take it too far
Lil n*ggas 'cross the world, you know who ya are
Stand up for ya rights, put that thang in they life, boom
[Hook:]
Lil n*gga, lil n*gga, lil n*gga
With a big ole pistol
Where my lil n*gga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go
For my lil n*gga, lil n*gga, lil n*gga
With a big ole pistol
Where my lil n*gga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go
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