Lil Boosie - Lawd Have Mercy lyrics

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South Baton Rouge this the baddest place in the whole wide world stand up y'all lawd have mercy...

Yah man remember the baddest place in the world south baton rouge lawd have mercy... Roosevelt street project nigga (boosie badazz)

Fresh off the project step is boosie

We went from shooting oozies to shooting movies

Mr cogee man you can't take that from me (ah ah)

? he showed me how to save money

Walking to school with a tool and a bag of weed (fire)

Never knew that the feds would be after me (oh)

Casualty after casualty it's real

I hustle on the hill when walter got killed (woah)

Senn alot of shit man I did alot that's probably why it took so long for me to hit the top

Ask nuck I don't back down from shit

I was small as a bitch I ain't back down from wick

I slung eye with everytime grinding till I shine (let's get it)

Dickies and tee'z till I made my first fifty g'z So tell me why a pussy nigga hate on me we from the same hood south baton rouge

Can't knock my hustle

Lawd have mercy

Can't stop my shine

Yah man

Shoul ain't my fren

Lawd have mercy

Can't even look in ma eye (but u know one thang)

Yah man <i>[x2]</i>

Pick them out line them up like jeezy say

Niggaz can't out hustle me on a freezy day

I need a duffle bag bitch like weezy say

Any nigga steal from me steal off jesus plate

Hard times in the ghetto we was lost

No school no job me and busta rott

Became a boss took losses could'ntcry nigga

Sucked it up told my main man double it up

When my label wouldn't drop my shit

Ain't get mad I went got them bricks

I had a jacob like 50 cent

In '04 got my paper acts in me nigga

I get my grind on house 3 stairs had it for 2 years

Still ain't satisfied that's how scopio's is

Hot like hot fries southside baptised bitch am a hustler you can see it in my eyes eyes

Can't knock my hustle

Lawd have mercy

Can't stop my shine

Yah man

Shoul ain't my fren

Lawd have mercy

Can't even look in ma eye (but u know one thang)

Yah man <i>[x2]</i>

Guess what? next up is the haters

They test up but get ate like sweet potatoes

Heads busty niggas go running to the people

The swagga boy yet they thugging like it's legal

Wake up call every morning call my manager up T.Q

I need cash or your ass get bust and that my big brother

Save change 8 gallons already saved trust fund man my kids alreadyy paid

Still camera shoot the 50 with my?

Still scratching off the lotto tryna hit it big

So my hustle a moda fucka man you feel me man

Hustle cross the track call me penny wayne

Money stash to the side I got a load of it

Facing to gun charges I need more of it

Steady thuggin reppin my hood till I die

King pen of the southside certified

Can't knock my hustle

Lawd have mercy

Can't stop my shine

Yah man

Shoul ain't my fren

Lawd have mercy

Can't even look in ma eye (but u know one thang)

Yah man <i>[x2]</i>