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boosie badazz – ungrateful lyrics

[intro]
ungrateful motherf+cker ([?])
it’s just the life we live in
everybody ungrateful
(playboy on the beat)

[verse 1]
you can give a n+gga love but he still complain
lace a n+gga with a chain, make ’em scream his name
you could fall on yo’ ass, straight down bad
n+gga look the other way like they ain’t seen a thing
you can buy a b+tch whatever, she’ll leave you, man
jumpship, she ain’t trippin’ ’cause she got a name (what?)
n+ggas buildin’ up hate that they can’t explain
n+ggas shootin’ shots at ya, now, they want your slang
i never did nothin’ to ’em, but they got my man
if he wasn’t bulletproof, hе would’ve felt the samе
friends i reach my hand out to, they cut my hand
took the word, “real n+gga,” and they used it in vain
ain’t no rule sin the game, man, these dudes they can change
sissy+ass n+ggas, most goons, now, they lame
b+tch+ass n+ggas doin’ b+tch+ass sh+t that a b+tch do
you might as well wear a thing, man
y’all ungrateful as
n+gga mad that i’m still in my bag, and i respect you can’t equal up
n+gga kissin’ on a b+tch who was kissin’ on my d+ck
you were lookin’ like a duck, n+gga, what the f+ck?
tq, you ain’t never had a job ’til i gave you one
you was workin’ at [?], ain’t n0body wanna sign you but me
ask qcp, you got passed on, you ungrateful
[chorus]
n+ggas ungrateful (talk to ’em)
b+tches ungrateful (talk to ’em)
these people ungrateful (i don’t even wanna talk to ’em)
“ungrateful” what i’ma tell ’em when i talk to ’em
ungrateful (ungrateful)
ungrateful (i ain’t even see this sh+t comin’)
ungrateful (ungrateful)
my side
ungrateful (ungrateful)

[verse 2]
you can give a n+gga money, but it still ain’t enough
keep it straight a hundred, but it still ain’t enough
real to the bone gristle, but the real ain’t enough
you can cry for a n+gga, but the tears ain’t enough
n+gga kick ya in your ass when they feel they comin’ up
don’t want you with a bag ’cause they feel you got enough
when this sh+t hit the fan, now these n+ggas actin’ tough
if i don’t get my bag, all i’m sayin’, “good luck”
(y’all ungrateful ass)
my dawg like, “how you let ’em even snake yo’ ass?
them n+ggas paper bags to a real g”
dawg, i was waitin’ on my time to shine
then n+ggas crossed the line, now, all of ’em they gon’ feel me
gazzi, you a b+tch n+gga, us black folks, we the ones got you rich, n+gga
you cutthroat, now, all y’all in a clique, n+gga
on bleak, you better pay me my sh+t, n+gga (ungrateful ass)
[chorus]
n+ggas ungrateful (talk to ’em)
b+tches ungrateful (talk to ’em)
these people ungrateful (i don’t even wanna talk to ’em)
“ungrateful” what i’ma tell ’em when i talk to ’em
ungrateful (ungrateful)
ungrateful (i ain’t even see this sh+t comin’)
ungrateful (ungrateful)
my side
ungrateful (ungrateful)

[verse 3]
baby mama, she done hit me with this child support
ol’ dirty+ass b+tch ’bout to lie in court
well, that amg benz, i’ma need that back
won’t play it like that, you ain’t ’bout to kick back
gues the b+tch still mad ’cause her brother got whacked
this the same n+gga f+ck your little sister in a ‘cat
if you suck bleak d+ck, why f+ck it from the back?
you ain’t never been sh+t but a f+ckin’ hood rat, your ungrateful ass
go to jail, everybody tryna snake your ass
people feel you goin’ down, they’ll snake your ass
i’m ’bout to rip these motherf+ckers like paper bag
cut off my daughter for life, your ungrateful ass

[segue]
girl called me a, “b+tch+ass n+gga” (well, all that hurt me)
ungrateful ass
well all, all the sh+t i did for this f+ckin’ child
[chorus]
n+ggas ungrateful (talk to ’em)
b+tches ungrateful (talk to ’em)
these people ungrateful (i don’t even wanna talk to ’em)
“ungrateful” what i’ma tell ’em when i talk to ’em
ungrateful (ungrateful)
ungrateful (i ain’t even see this sh+t comin’)
ungrateful (ungrateful)
my side
ungrateful (ungrateful)

[verse 4]
i been goin’ through some sh+t, and this sh+t done got deep (n+gga)
gotta realize everybody ain’t g
how the f+ck you do that when you represent the streets?
streets made you,a nd the streets made me
if you ask b.g., you was on pc (n+gga)
the name that you got, i think you got that from me
the fans all mad, actin’ like they can’t see
your street cred’, n+gga, don’t blame me
sh+t, your homeboy right, you ain’t livin’ like that
everything that you rap, you ain’t never did that (n+gga)
’cause other n+gga talkin’, he a certified rat
your co+defendant been gave me your paperwork, n+gga
i gave you a video and verse, n+gga, for the free
when you was tryna pay a n+gga, b+tch, i’m a g
thought turk felt the same way, godd+mn
’cause we all from the same place, louisiana

[outro]
(ungrateful) all i could do is shake my head
(ungrateful) at this point
(ungrateful) all y’all motherf+ckers sour
these people so ungrateful (gq)
(ungrateful) yung bleu
(ungrateful) all y’all motherf+ckers
this badazz, n+gga
goin’ through some things

- boosie badazz lyrics

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