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lirik lagu boosie – plies



ayy boosie, i know you probably asleep my n-gg-h,
i been thinkin bout you dawg, i thought id holla atchu my n-gg-h,

it’s one in the mornin friday night all of my n-gg-hs in the club instead of fallin with some b-tches id rather show love, id rather send kites to the n-gg-hs that the world done slugged, that’s why i make music for them n-gg-hs thatt the rich won’t hug, anythang can come out a n-gg-h mouth but it’s real in his blood, i make mistakes everyday so how can i judge
when n-gg-hs can’t be you my n-gg-h that’s when they hate you the worst, real pain, and fake tears i done seen it in church, when ya want the world to love you then that’s when it hurt, wishen bad on a real n-gg-h i neva seen what it’s worth in the dictionary love last but hate come first therefore i wrote this sh-t my n-gg-h i’ll pray foe ya first

wonder if the kids you bought bikes foe you have they wrote you a letter
wonder if the n-gg-hs that did a song witchu have you heard from them n-gg-hs
i wonder how many of your dogs done came by and visit ya
wonder if the crackas you made millions done chopped it up witcha,
wonder if the hoes you used to f-ck, if they even sent ya some pictas
wonder if the n-gg-s you called yo dawgs if they eitha foe ya or against ya?
yo whole situation done taught me alot my n-gg-h
when you winnin n-gg-hs hate ya & when ya down they against ya

it ain’t a judge or prosacuter that got more power than god whatever you do my n-gg-h don’t let em take what’s in yo heart doin day for day indapendent on n-gg-hs can be hard believe in you and keep yo faith cause that’s what’s smart yo mamma and yo kids are the ones that love you from the start they seen the system break clicks and tear em apart stayin prayed up my n-gg-h is more important than a charge that’s what real n-gg-hs do they p-ss it to god the streets a m-th-f-cka my n-gg-h cause they switch and they change it’s hard foe n-gg-hs to stay out chere cause they p-ssys in the game a n-gg-h runnin with cha done flipped now he sprayin yo name the crackas neva do sh-t n-gg-hs put em in ya game


in life my n-gg-h all of us we slip & we fall and that’s the time to find out who’s really yo dawgs cause all these p-ssy n-gg-hs jump in when it’s time to ball but them ain’t the same n-gg-hs that show up when it’s time foe war when the money gone my n-gg-h so is the jelwary mann sometime he takes us thru suome sh-t to show us our friends and most people they for self including your kids my grandma always used to tell me with god you win put yo trust in a higher power and not in man when you f-ckin round with n-gg-hs it all depends and ifa n-gg-h lied to ya once he gon lie ta ya again and life my nigggah love is what last in the end


[talking: plies]
from me to you lil homie, not only do i pray foe you my n-gg-h i pray for every real n-gg-h who locked up and tied down right now when i said it’d never change with me it never changed with me i’ll never forget you my n-gg-h when i say, i solute it, i solute it to all my gangstas, all my real n-gg-s