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lirik lagu too boosie – kodak black

[intro]
i been thinking like
the hip*hop community and like you know the bet awards and all that like
they should appreciate like all the real ones and like set a grammys up for the real ones like
how you forget about boosie, how you forget about b.g. and soulja slim
sh*t, how you forget about me, chief keef, juvenile, and plies
forget the n*ggas who died and n*ggas got murked, forget about turk

[chorus]
i pistol*whipped a n*gga for 40 minutes straight too boosie
i sent a few hits on n*ggas, i bust’d a play too boosie
i rocked a fade too boosie
sipped purplе drink too boosie
how they forget b.g., forgеt about me, forget about you boosie

[verse 1]
c murda, they need to set the sniper free
he was still calling me with rumors, i’m beefin’ with master p
and that’s his brother, he peeped that i’m a real one
what about the n*ggas tryna hit a l!ck and tryna k!ll some
we need a grammy for the thugs, cause we don’t get no love
when we sacrifice our life and having shootouts by the club
(?) and (?), the n*ggas in the pen
and rapper that fell short cause they ain’t get a chance to live
yeah, for cassidy and (?), altercations and bullets ringing, that lil’ n*gga c’d up
the project babies gang banging, hanging and pistol slanging
(?) k!lling and stealing just to make it
[chorus]
i pistol*whipped a n*gga before the millions straight too boosie
i sent a few hits on n*ggas, i bust’d a play too boosie
i rocked a fade too boosie
sipped purple drink too boosie
how they forget b.g., forget about me, forget about you boosie

[verse 2]
they need a grammy for pop hen and bobo and h*ll rell
we at the bottom of the map, miami and lauderdale
pompanoya and n*ggas on the corner
and lil snupe, taxstone, and cassanova
for the og’s who raised me, i was already, at 14, sippin’ codeine
r.i.p. pop smoke and mo3
the n*ggas underground local wishing to sign a deal for a million
it’s either that or penitentiary
what about the n*ggas out here water whippin’ to pay their studio session and all that sweatin’ in the kitchen
the n*ggas rapping what they living, bobby shmurda, n*ggas gonna pull a murder
them n*ggas who ain’t with the dissing

[chorus]
i pistol*whipped a n*gga before the millions straight too boosie
i sent a few hits on n*ggas, i bust’d a play too boosie
i rocked a fade too boosie
sipped purple drink too boosie
how they forget b.g., forget about me, forget about you boosie
[outro]
yeah, need an award for the boys on that trap sh*t, them n*ggas that jack sh*t
them n*ggas on that kodak black sh*t, like f*ck this rap sh*t, they wack sh*t
all that, nam sayin
pac and all them, nam sayin like
ain’t too many of us
trust

- kodak black

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