Boosie Badazz Lyrics
"Baton Rouge"

Intro:
same niggas always hatin on me same niggas im sick
and tired of this shit im tired of bein embarresd by
des niggas they betta not cross me no more ya hear

Verse One:
it be the same ole fools brakin tha rules runnin off
at tha mouth, pass through the hood wit 2's but they
dont come in the south, tryin tell ya niggas feel me
when the drama come beef, cross the track and imma
smell ya boy and imma dump heat,
lets brake it down right quick,
take a round right quick, wit that heat unda the seat
its goin down like this, been goin on for to long mayne
im stuck in this beef, always run up in tha club now
his brother want beef,and these the same niggas always
wanna come test me, thats why i keep that thang on
me....and these some hoes out tha hood be the ones
who a gitcha, tellme to rida witch but they jumpin
a bitch, slow ya roll bitch u throwed,
u need a new bitch, its like u walkin round the club
finna fuse a new dick, whatcha sayin with ya mouth,
it dont hurt me at all, turn ya back n shake ya crack
and watchem buckle down

Chrous:(2x)
its the same ole shit, niggas hate it when ya shine,
finally on 5 so i aintcha takin mine,
same ole bitch jump in my face wastin time,
same old click thats gon get spraid wit dat iron(BLUH)

Verse 2:
now look im tired of this shit,
im gon take 5 for this shit,
i told my patna pass the chapa,
watch my quiet this shit, fuck,
you die for this shit, put yo number up,
everytime you see that dirty south u noe we commin
up, same old niggaz mayne dont even noe us,
imma get that to smoke up,
goin out with no cut(woah) eyes ya they tow up,
got heavy artillery when i shot it gon blow up
(BUH) na they hollin hold up,
jumpin outta ditches, look,
my glock in my hand and i aint tryin to leave a witness,
is it the bitches the money?
or how the car shine, look,
i want it all so on the dice imma boil min,
ye aint never herd of hard times,
im in that nigga from baton rouge with them rhymes,
what u think boy, u banks boys,
look yall cant hang with this click,
speak it just the way i sit,
thats why u bangin my shit, thats why u bangin my shit

Chrous: (2x)
its the same ole shit, niggas hate it when ya shine,
finally on 5 so i aintcha takin mine,
same ole bitch jump in my face wastin time,
same old click thats gon get spraid wit dat iron(BLUH)

Verse 3:
its the same old shit, when ya hustle niggas kick in
ya do, but when u broke, they be tryin to run that
dick in ya hoe, take ya fiddle to tha tip and slap
the click and the fo, and make these mothafuckas get
on the floo, my mind somthin niggas duckin when that
iron bustin, respect the game,
u aint never checkin mine causea,
its yo manelli world, cut open the slap,
and po drankin, if u smoke dank,
u got that gas like a tank,
i dont noe what ya tank, put that shit in and ya knockin
my thang, nigga must not noe im at the top of my game,
i got plenty niggas that wanna play guns like that
lethal edition or get they ass k.
o.'d, and play the people ,
like bitch its like they never stick they nose in that
shit, but yall were some hoes for that shit,
my mind stay true, cant stop me for nothin, im still og .....

Chrous:
its the same ole shit, niggas hate it when ya shine,
finally on 5 so i aintcha takin mine,
same ole bitch jump in my face wastin time,
same old click thats gon get spraid wit dat iron(BUH)