Boosie BadAzz - Regret It lyrics

[Intro] Hey thug, n***a get full of that sh** Wake up the next morning and regret everything that happened [Verse 1: Boosie Badazz] Look, you can't be f**ed up full of them d**, n***a f** around and get stomped in the mud, n***a Drug like a rug f**in' with thugs n***a Shot up all your people, pullin' the plug n***a Your homeboy gon' to die right at the club with cha Take your sh** and hope you have your plug with cha You f**in' with a G gon' make you have regrets about it You won't forget and you gon' have to pay a check about it I ain't with the bullsh** so don't come with the bullsh** You gon' regret the bullsh**, you check me 'bout some bullsh** No regrets, that was tatted on my old b**h I think she lyin', plenty times she missed the old dick Don't you regret when n***as testify on ya Turn pesticide on ya, make ya want to ride on 'em? He did what? We don't play that on my corner Cross the line, we gon' spray that on my corner, n***a [Hook] Paid cash but he should have used debit (now he regret it) Diamonds cloudy b**h you shoulda went to Texas (now he regret it) Don't come 'round my neighborhood with all that flexin' (we gon' take it) Them boys hoes, I hope you ain't talkin' me and Webbie cause n***a You gon' regret it, you gon' regret it, you gon' regret it n***a, you gon' regret it You don't respect it, than you gon' regret it You don't respect it, than you gon' regret it [Verse 2: Boosie Badazz] Don't get in my way about him boy, you gon' regret you did If it's beef, you better wet the kid cause I'm dangerous Don't be talkin' gangsta sh** if you ain't bout that all the way Put you in the wheelchair, regrettin' you can't walk away When you play with Gs, cross the trap, you can't take it back Have your own people like 'why the f** you play with that?' Pockets sittin' major fat Don't play with my guap, it's like a gangsta leavin' his pistol, man, the day he got shot Why the squad jumped Orlando, the feelin' I got it I was regretin' that whole incident when 'Pac got shot Wonder do Ja Rule, regret not shootin' Fif up Wanted to do Flip mane, regret not shootin' Tip up It's a way of life, some n***as need to get zipped up f** my set up hoe, you gon' regret the day you hit her, n***a [Hook] Paid cash but he should have used debit (now he regret it) Diamonds cloudy b**h you shoulda went to Texas (now he regret it) Don't come 'round my neighborhood with all that flexin' (we gon' take it) Them boys hoes, I hope you ain't talkin' me and Webbie cause n***a You gon' regret it, you gon' regret it, you gon' regret it n***a, you gon' regret it You don't respect it, than you gon' regret it You don't respect it, than you gon' regret it [Verse 3: Webbie] You gon' regret it n***a Believe that, n***a, look you gon' regret that sh** Huh You gon' wish you never said that sh** or did that sh** Gon' wish you coulda hid that sh** or dropped that sh** Just found a way to squash that sh**, got out that sh** No really you weren't 'bout that sh**, but f** that sh** When I see 'em, I'ma pop that b**h, believe me boy I be like Beezy Boy, get a call a day while I'm out there I'm telling you I'm out there, all the way p**y n***as fall away, real n***as stay for good I ain't got sh** but real n***as with me, me and my n***as we straight for good You gon' wish you never got in that sh** That Savage Life, them Bad Azz n***as been that sh** Second guessin', no question, I betcha you'll be stressin' and sh** For blessings and just wishin' you never mess with the sh** From the home of the tigers and jaguars definitely Like I'm from the Texas, it's just forever Trill for real, n***a [Hook] Paid cash but he should have used debit (now he regret it) Diamonds cloudy b**h you shoulda went to Texas (now he regret it) Don't come around my neighborhood with all that flexin' (we gon' take it) Them boys hoes, I hope you ain't talkin' me and Webbie cause n***a You gon' regret it, you gon' regret it, you gon' regret it n***a, you gon' regret it You don't respect it, than you gon' regret it You don't respect it, than you gon' regret it