Boosie BadAzz - My n***as lyrics

This is for my n***as, my rounds, my rollers, my k**as, my thugs, my n***as My luv, my co*k it back ready to bust Boosie Bad Azz (Now) If you love yo n***a, Hug yo n***a (hug yo n***a) Look em' dead in the eye And tell yo n***a Tell that n***a you love em' (you love them) We started out Smoking weed in the park Visine in our eyes Tryin make it home foe dark Flippin off the clothes line, holes in our jeans f**in wit these hoes mind, on the trampoline Trippin off that purple haze, tryin get it off Gotta find a junkie At the bottom mad dog All fights was crowd fights, coming up in the streets And even if you right or wrong it on mane its beef (off top) I cut cla** wit this n***a Act a a** wit this n***a Off that hide-go-get Unless them hoes s**in dick Feeling like the sh** on the first week of school Till ya clothes run out now you acting a fool Member when we first started grindin' They was giving us hell All the OG's was hatin tryin hog all the sells But the OG's started chosen We busted the hood open And my n***as they keep a n***a rollin I Love ya [Hook: repeat 2X] Yeah I love my n***as (I love my n***as) And all my n***as love me (They Love me) Yeah I love my n***as (I love y'all n***a) Till eternity ( 4 life) This for donkey, bleak, kirby, and my brother Brunson Ed Lova and my n***a headbussa This for Jr and Big Chris off the GST This for Ivy Ace and Josh who resting in peace This for Big Turk Big Mel Spurlock and Big deuce Big Slim AL too Fat Fox and head too For Tony T. my n***a Goola and Project Pat This for Lil' Mel off the BL For Titus and Timmy, I ain't seen em' in a minute This for my n***a Gator on the purple purple spinage This for bleak in Angola (Poochie) Mook in Angola (Wow) This for my n***a Dee Dee knocking heads off the shoulders For the families, The Hatches, The Givens For the prays they were sending that keep a n***a living This for Webbie We had that argument that day He still came to see me in the hospital the next day He must love Me [Hook] Whoever thought in elementary that me and yooou End up in penitentiary If I tell you that I love you I mean ( I meant that n***a) That ain't this liquor or these pills that's the way a n***a feel on the real Hung around the n***a so much we like the same hoes Spit the same game, plus we wear each other clothes On the rode they be wit me city to city They watch my every move quick cause lil boosie loss sh** This for Mouse and Bee, who keep my tracks coming down This for my Uncle Dee OG out of Eazy town This for my son tootie that's my lil n***a And even when Im gone im gone still be wit ya Say Que a n***a miss ya and I miss ya peeps ( Chicago man) Who help started this vibe that made you leave the streets What up bunk you know its love here from my block to yo block This for my n***as in the cell block ( WOW) [Hook] I wanna thank that n***a Pimp C for everythang n***a All the love believe that I wanna thank my CEO Big Mel and Big Turk For not quitting on a n***a Keeping me focus Keeping my mind right, all the way right My mind right, bread right, whateva I wanna thank my family for the prays The Hatches, The Givens and Trill ENT That's why I Love ya, One moe time [Hook]