nussie - street gossip lyrics
[intro]
street gossip is what i talk about
and i can say what i want cause this my motherf-cking mouth
[verse 1]
first subject, black motherf-cking named boola
don’t let the looks fool ya, he pay [?]
it’s easy to keep it real when the sh-t’s going good
when the sh-t hits the fan, some n-ggas don’t keep it hood
going against the grain, throwing slangs about the game
adding fuel to the flame, no more [?] for the fame
bad decision, good intention, happens everytime
wasn’t real from the start and you wonder why they whine
and i can’t get a dime, man, i did time for not snitching
but you don’t respect that and you wonder why i jack
now everybody’s getting jobs and f-cking up their cars
no more talks of moving snow, f-cking hoes or living large
everything done switched, now you dress in simple sh-t
learn to ball when the time’s right, the feds will get your mind right
[hook]
nussie he’s a hater, nussie tried to shoot me
he gave me counterfeit (d-mn, street gossip), he don’t like lil boosie
[verse 2]
call it what you want, nussie keep it real
i’ve never been shot and i’ve never popped a pil
never smoked a blunt, never ate a c-nt
i always got it out the mud, never known to stunt
moochie cat’s a rat and i know that for sure
you can live in the moon, b-tch, you gots to go (you’s a ho)
since we’re on the subject and i try to deal with facts
jerry griffin told me lil boosie was a rat
sent the beeper to his shop and they found the whole nine
he told me “nussie, i ain’t lying, go and put it in your rhymes”
daddy-o said the same thing and boosie answered back
but you ain’t gotta believe me, check the stats, facts are facts
go tell that stupid motherf-cker, shooting at a mall?
cameras everywhere, yes, it wasn’t smart at all
one fled, probably was [?]
b-tch i’m a donkey, you heard what i said
[hook]
[verse 3]
dope celebrity records, trilly a team
everybody wants to know: do he got beef?
i bust gats, when you ain’t looking
sneak attacks, back to back
i like trill, i bump their music
don’t get it twisted, we can do it
i’m a gangster times ten, trigger man
you know my name, i really be doing them thangs
baton rouge is on, good bad guy
and you ain’t gotta ask, b-tch, you know the reason why
monday and thursday at club e. lee
when “da dumb way” come on, the haters cut off my song
ol’ stupid motherf-cker, you can’t deny a hit
i think you’re scared of me but the streets still support me
i represent the k!llers and b-tch, you know i’m ’bout it
dope celebrity ’bout to blow and you can’t do sh-t to stop it
[hook]
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