Lil' Boosie - Better Believe It

Ladies and gentlemen it's boosie boo king of Louisana
I been the truth if you don't know betta ask somebody
I am the show and the after party I'm stacking dough
aint gotta sell crack no more still on my grind got
a lot of kids at home gotta get it on late nights to
the early morn 50 grand in my pocket like Ivan Smith
give back to the hood like Nino Brown neck kinda freezy
boy believe it you can playa hate but take it easy
we done got the streets me and jeezy learned from the
game how to stack the breezes got love from the hood
so it's all good er both goin eat me and jeezy riding
down the highway (zoom, zoom) 45 on side me (boom,
boom) bad chick on side me (ooh,
ohh) she rollercoaster ride me in the projects where
ya find I got the whole hood behind me my records selling
out the stores now my money on 4s now you best beleive
it they feeling me from Alaska to Tennessee from the
east to the west coast I smoke what the best smoke
we pushing lambos, phantoms,
and bentley coupes now people hollerin out the windown
ay boosie you got the juice now

[Young Jeezy Verse]
Brick on top of brick layed my foundation and I built
my house and it was mixtape after mixtapes and next
thang you know I was running the south streets introduced
me to the trap see that wasn't enough I wanted the
world that was round time my album dropped and the
next thang you know I was running the world it it what
it was was one of the girls jeezy wanted one of the
girls ima super nigga need a cape for me real street
niggas can relate to me it would be a big disappointment
I would hate to be at the wrong place at the wrong
time wrong line, wrong name,
right car but the wrong thang,
can't tell me shit I'ma grown mane 16 years ols wit
a old thang didn't eat for days and months 2 aks and
a box of blunts if money you want then it's money you
get hanging wit blow it's money you get ever beleive
that I'd ever believe that I'd ever achieve what I ever achieve

[Webbie Verse]
Stop this bitch let me tell the world some from the
bottom to the top shoulda seen that shit me and my
lil thug gotta it from the mud every thang I spit I
really mean that shit it's crazy aint it hard to explain
it I done got famous all I did was brang it savage
life behind the mic now everybody hollerin bout trill
entertainment rest in peace Pimp C I scream that shit
everytime I do shows you put me on and I aint forget
so for my nigga I gotta fuck 2 hoes whateva yall mean
I aint got cream you see me in the hood don't thank
I can't leave when I was 19 already and deal yall other
lil niggas yall jus selling yall dreams I aint through
yet I done done it all got a lot of stuff I been through
yet I fucked up I aint make it through school wanna
see if my kids gon make it through that from Miami
to LA back to Manhatten where the big cake from Baton
Rouge I done did it gon ahead admit it I'ma the shit
hey and ion care what a bitch say I'ma be like this
til I get gray and I aint puttin no rims on it when
it's 500 hundred it ride factory the new album is on
the way when it's tha real deal you know you gotta
wait bad azz goin act a dawg azz and yall already know me

Written by:
Walter Williams, Jay Jenkins, Jeremy Allen, Torence Hatch, Webster Gradney

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