Boosie BadAzz - Nothin' Like Baton Rouge lyrics

[Intro] Boosie Boo Baton Rouge stand up n***a I do this for my city Believe that, gangsta Uh huh (x3) [Verse 1: Lil Boosie] I took a walk out the house, same ole bounce Last night I laid it down on that some ole couch Took a ride through my city like (Baton Rouge) I push em' six at a time n***a so get it right I like to sip my own daiquiris (Yeahhh) Cross tha' track is where you find me With real n***as and alcoholics who get it started (Heavy D) I'm from Baton Rouge, I ain't from New Orleans But I f** with real n***as who from New Orleans Body snatchers [?] spittas who bout bussin' 40's (n***aaa) The kids love me right? (f**ing right) The b**hes love me right? (f**ing right) The n***as love me cause I'm in the streets every night Buy tha' club I'm showing love in my [?] Monday, Dreams Saturday, Vibes Coogi down tha' whole clique, you know how we thuggin' I told you bout them crutches, n***as we love money [Hook: Lil Boosie] Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city [Verse 2: Lil Boosie] I know who ridin' with me Southside, Oak Town, even Zion City On Edgewood they gettin' it Can't forget the Mall With Turk and Big El, Posted up and set it off Sherwood go hard Brookstown go hard Tha' Park they living large I f** with all them boys But this one for my n***as, who tote them big ole pistols West Baton Rouge, yea they rollin' off them jiggas' Tabarge that's my n***a, he representin' that Wa' (Chippewa) And n***as playin' games but Lil Boosie take it far (n***aaa) So don't say sh** (Patna) So don't play b**h (Patna) So many n***as won't' take hits, its unbelievable Ride low in my vet, b**h stand down I ain't playin' clown, 2 inches off tha' ground Tha' realest DVDs smoking all tha' purple weed Rookie found a fifty in this b**h, I guess I'm p**y [Hook: Lil Boosie] Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city [Verse 3: Lil Boosie] I know who keep it real One shot for Gardere, where my mama use to live Lil Quick he out that Field He rep it to tha' d**h Me and Bleek bringing him and Gabe 10 pounds a peace on [?] (Avenue) This for Dixie, all tha' way to CC In tha' trunk them n***as beat me, with love is how they greet me One shot for Brandy Wine, them n***as on tha' grind Me and my Auntie opened up shop slangin' dimes Millerville got that pine Fairfield got morphine Lakeside n***as like that lean Big Sterling he keep it G Real retarded n***as bussin 40's Boosie got tha' whole Baton Rouge ridin' chargers Fresh white G's no S.Dot carters Whatever you want, n***as fulfill that order For tha' liquor stores to drive-thrus (Plank Road) For my n***as on lockdown For them Weinersnitchel n***as mane who holdin' they block down [Hook: Lil Boosie] Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city Nothin' like Baton Rouge (x3) I do this for my city