Boosie BadAzz - Bullsh** lyrics

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Boosie BadAzz - Bullsh** lyrics

[Hook] Stop rapping that bullsh** Stop talking that bullsh** Stop smoking that bullsh** Look like you on that bullsh** Bullsh** Stop rapping that bullsh** Stop talking that bullsh** Stop smoking that bullsh** You on that bullsh** Bullsh** Stop looking like bullsh** Stop dressing like bullsh** That ho you f**ing You on that bullsh** Bullsh** Stop rapping that bullsh** Stop talking that bullsh** Stop smoking that You on that bullsh** [Verse 1] Hah, I'm coming gangsta mane All the way 100 with it Who spit it like I spit it (nobody) n***as sippin Hoes too and they like Put gasoline on fire These hoes'll get you k**ed n***a how you feel You let hating stop your grind homie? D.A. bullsh**ting Want me with time homie Sitting lonely in the cell Hearing bullsh** Where n***as talk 'bout How they had this, when they ain't had sh** Watch your surroundings The devil's in the pulpit n***as sell a million records Talking bullsh** But me, I spit that gutta gutta real talk People feel me in they heart Like heartburn A clique bad b**hes on my team; p**y clean, feet clean, teeth clean You know what I mean I got my beamed Extended clip And I ain't talking Wake up smoke my purple Drank my coffee here we go [Hook] [Verse 2] Now second verse It gets worse than the first Bullsh** got my n***as Locked down in a hearse This sh** hurt n***as hating on a n***a's ball They hating on a n***a's ball Get your money, it's enough for us all Don't even call me with that fake a** sh** I don't have time Being worried 'bout another n***a Never been part of my grind "Boosie you think you all that huh? bullsh**" No you think I'm all that b**h! Real sh** Came from a personal pan To a meatlover's Certified street hustler I like a lot of toppings How you rocking? Cutting them nappy head hoes Smiling in my face with them two dirty a** golds It's time that yall dids more They wanna take me to court It's fine but mane I ain't fine no more If she don't wanna give up that a** She bullsh**ting If she ain't showed you the cash She trying to jack you on some bullsh** [Hook] [Verse 3] No matter what I keep it gutta 'til the bone gristle Been slanging them whips Been hanging with k**ers Been banging at n***as This is my life n***a Drive-by's, n***as miss? Mane God with ya Lil hard n***as Who smell bullsh** from a mile away I'll be damned If I let a n***a take my smile away (f** a n***a) b**hes say I tried to run 'em They bullsh**ting They lock me in I lock my door and finish my dro If you ain't know Is if you ain't hear from me the real facts Boosie this Boosie that I don't wanna hear that They trying to turn my kids against me It's a cold world My mama told me keep my dick in I'm bullsh**ting What they gone say now? Since I'm f**ing with suge? I know (who, suge knight?) (suge knight?) I know Drag my name through the mud I guess he headed for the grave Like they said 10 years ago f** a n***a Light the dro [Hook]