Download Lagu Better Believe It (feat. Jeezy & Webbie) - Boosie Badazz MP3

Yeah, first up Shouts out to Louisiana niggas, yeah Yo Boosie, I was thinkin' I lost a lot of homeboys A whole lot of money, and I'm still here nigga You better believe it, you better believe it You better believe it (my money don't fold, I'm gettin' this dough) You better believe it, you better believe it You better believe it (always stay true, stick to the G code) You better believe it (Imma stay on the grind, getting mine like a real nigga should) You better believe it (Imma still do me, be the same OG who put it down for the hood) You better believe it (Imma rep my block every city, every town, everywhere I go) You better believe it (that's if you didn't know) You better believe it Ladies and gentlemen It's Boosie Boo king of Louisiana I been the truth If you don't know, betta ask somebody I am the show and the after party I'm stackin' dough ain't gotta sell crack no mo' Still on my grind Gotta a lot of kids at home Gotta get it on, late nights til' the early morn' 50 grand in my pants like Ivy Smith Give back to the hood like Nino Brown Neck kinda freezy, boy believe it You can playa hate but take it easy We got the streets (who dat) Me and Jeezy Learned from the streets how to stack the breezy Got love from the hood so it's all good, we both gon' eat (who dat) Me and Jeezy ridin' down the highway (zoom, zoom) 4'5 on side me (boom, boom) Bad chick on side me (ooh, ooh) She roller coaster ridin' me In the projects where you find me I got the hood behind me My records sellin' out the store now My money don't fold now You best believe they feelin' me From Alaska to Tennessee From the East to the West coast I smoke on the best smoke We pushin' Lambos, Phantoms And Bentley Coupes now People hollin' out the window Aye Boosie you got the juice now? You better believe it, you better believe it You better believe it (my money don't fold, I'm gettin' this dough) You better believe it, you better believe it You better believe it (always stay true, stick to the G code) Stacked brick on top of brick Yeah I laid my foundation 'til I built my house And it was mixtape after mixtapes And then the next thing you know, I was running the South Streets introduced me to the trap See that wasn't enough, see I wanted the world And that's about the time my album dropped And the next thing you know I was runnin' the world Who ya think ya is, bitch one of the girls? See ya ass in ya jeans makes me wonder girl I'm a super nigga, need a cape for me Real street niggas they relate to me A big disappointment I would hate to be In the wrong place at the wrong time In the wrong line with the wrong man Right car with the wrong thang Can't tell me shit, I'm a grown man Sixteen years old with a old thang Same clothes for days, same spot for months Two AKs and a box of blunts If money you want then it's money you get Ya hang out with the boy, then it's money you get Ya ever believe that I'd ever believe That I'd ever achieve what I ever achieved You better believe it, you better believe it You better believe it (my money don't fold, I'm gettin' this dough) You better believe it, you better believe it You better believe it (always stay true, stick to the G code) You better believe it Stop this bitch, let me tell the world something From the bottom to the top, shoulda seen that shit Me and my lil' thug got it from the mud Every thang I spit I really mean that shit It's crazy, ain't it? Hard to explain it I done got famous, all I did was bring it The savage life behind the mic Now everybody hollerin' 'bout Trill Entertainment Rest in peace, Pimp C I scream that shit every time I do shows You put me on, and I ain't forget So for my nigga, I gotta fuck two hoes Whatever ya'll mean that I ain't got cream If you see me in the hood, don't think I can't leave When I was nineteen, I really had a whole mil' These other lil' niggas just sellin' ya'll dreams I ain't through yet, I done done it all But I got a lot of stuff that I ain't get to do yet I fucked up, I ain't make it through school Wanna see if my kids gonna make it through that From Miami to LA, back to Manhattan where the big cake From Baton Rouge, I done did it Go ahead, admit it, I'm the shit, hey And I don't care what a bitch say Imma be like this til' I get gray And I ain't puttin' no rims on it When it 500 ya ride factory The new album is on the way When it's the real deal, ya know ya gotta wait Bad Azz gon' act a dog ass, and ya'll already know this You better believe it, you better believe it You better believe it (my money don't fold, I'm gettin' this dough) You better believe it, you better believe it You better believe it (always stay true, stick to the G code) You better believe it (Imma stay on the grind, getting mine like a real nigga should) You better believe it (Imma still do me, be the same OG who put it down for the hood) You better believe it (Imma rep my block every city, every town, everywhere I go) You better believe it (that's if you didn't know) You better believe it