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