Lil Boosie - My Nigga's lyrics

rate me

This is for my niggas, my romes, my rollers, my killas, my thugs, my niggas

my luv, my cock it back ready to bust

Boosie Bad Azz

(Now) If you love yo nigga, Hug yo nigga (hug yo nigga)

Look em' dead in the eye

And tell yo nigga

tell that nigga you love em' (you love them)

We started out

smoking weed in the park

vision in our eyes

tryin make it home foe dark

flippin off the clothes line, holes in our jeans

fuckin wit these hoes mind, on the trampoline

trippin off that purple haze, tryin get it off

gotta find a junkie

at the bottom mad dog

all fights was crowd fights, coming up in the streets

and even if you right or wrong it on mane its beef (off top)

I cut class wit this nigga

act a ass wit this nigga

off that hide-go-get

unless them hoes suckin dick

feeling like the shit on the first week of school

till ya clothes run out now you acting a fool

member when we first started grindin'

they was giving us hell

all the OG's was hatin tryin hog all the sells

but the OG's started chosen

we busted the hood open

and my niggas they keep a nigga rollin

I Love ya

yeah I love my niggas (I love my niggas)

and all my niggas love me (They Love me)

yeah I love my niggas (I love y'all nigga)

Till eternity (4 life)

This for donkey, bleak, kirby, and my brother

Brunson Ed Lova and my nigga headbussa

This for Jr and Big Chris off the GST

This for Ivy Ace and Josh who resting in peace

This for Big Turk Big Mel Spurlock and Big deuce

Big Slim AL too Fat Fox and head too

For Tony T. my nigga Goola and Project Pat

This for Lil' Mel off the BL

For Titus and Timmy, I aint seen em' in a minute

This for my nigga Gator on the purple purple spinage

This for bleak in Angola (Poochie) Mook in Angola (Wow)

This for my nigga Dee Dee knocking heads off the shoulders

For the families, The Hatches, The Givens

for the prays they were sending that keep a nigga living

This for Webbie

we had that argument that day

he still came to see me in the hospital the next day

He must love Me

Whoever thought in elementary that me and yooou

end up in penitentiary

If I tell you that I love you I mean (I meant that nigga)

that aint this liquor or these pills that's the way a nigga feel on the real

hung around the nigga so much we like the same hoes

spit the same game, plus we wear each other clothes

on the rode they be wit me city to city

they watch my every move quick cause lil boosie loss shit

This for Mouse and Bee, who keep my tracks coming down

This for my Uncle Dee OG out of Eazy town

This for my son tootie that's my lil nigga

and even when Im gone im gone still be wit ya

Say Que a nigga miss ya and I miss ya peeps (Chicago man)

Who help started this vibe that made you leave the streets

What up bunk you know its love here from my block to yo block

This for my niggas in the cell block (WOW)

I wanna thank that nigga Pimp C for everythang nigga

All the love believe that

I wanna thank my CEO Big Mel and Big Turk

for not quitting on a nigga

keeping me focus

keeping my mind right, all the way right

My mind right, bread right, whateva

I wanna thank my family for the prays

The Hatches, The Givens and Trill ENT

That's why I Love ya, One moe time