Boosie BadAzz - Top To The Bottom lyrics

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Boosie BadAzz - Top To The Bottom lyrics

It was all a dream I used to write raps in my notebook A baby G tryin' to walk like Eazy-E [2pac] was the sh** to me In my front room tryin to sing Jodeci My cousin Trell thought he was Ice-T Minutes came out I thought I was k and b And the realist n***a came to me Lost daddy and it really made a man of me Dropped school when I dropped out cause my momma need help f** that so I'm out teenager with a baby Then I had 2 Stayin with my grams at 1132 Walked in the streets were most n***as don't make it In and outta jail man n***as can't shake it So many people did me wrong That's why I had to write this song ( chorus ) They said I'd never make it to the top Cause I come from the bottom I'm from the hood were they make it baby They said I never make it to the top Cause I come from the bottom I'm on fire and I'm paper chasin' One shot for the Hot Boys Them n***as make me wanna get a nine boy Never thought I have cars like I got cars Never thought I have broads like I got broads Same girls wouldn't holler at a broke n***a On my dick like flies on sh** so I treat her like a ho n***a Lost some n***as in the struggle The night I lost I, I lost my brother Gotta get paid what I told my mother Floss your rolex because your son a young hustla Everybody mad while we laying across the street Say we got rich off of sellin' that weed Say the hood good if it good when ya get big money Now the hood wanna do ya in They say I be in the pen but that's a lie f** my name up time after time Boosie badazz ( chorus ) I'm from the hood were they don't make it Everything they shoot ain't got no safe Everything hood ain't got no patience So, they do time for a stupid a** crime Turf taught me grind n***a shine late Years past by and I got that paper Said I wouldn't make it they laughed at a n***a Now I'm on t.v. a ol' bada** n***a Came from the trap across the tracks where its thugs Now I got a house 3 stories like a club People still talkin' bout me but its all gravy So many people love me somebody gotta hate me I went from runnin' from the jump out boys to being followed round town by the binocular boys Remember when I used to sit in front the game room Catnicks was the sh** on my gamecube ( chorus )

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