I thank these n***as scared of me mane (Its cool though) n***a bump my sh**, n***a see me don't even holla at me I bump yo sh** n***a I'mma holla at you (But f** it I'mma real n***a) Before I lay me down to sleep I know that they don't want no beef I thank these n***a scared (2x) [Verse 1 - Boosie] I wanna thank god for blessing me to hit you with this recipe Yeah, you got more bread then me b**h But I know you scared of me, b**h Don't wanna holla, b**h I'm bout a dollar I done came so sick now I'm a problem Can't get no features on my album n***a scared of lil Boosie So when you ask me what it do, I'mma tell 'em f** you And when you mention me its negative its never positive They can down talk about me but I got a lot of sk**s I got a lil though, to make these n***as suffer Y'all rapping and rhyming I tell life stories motherf**er You thank that you can hold me back b**h I been retarded And I got respect regardless if I don't hit carpet Look, I'm finna make 'em caught hell, you saw the XXL Me and my lil n***a finna school a baby G and a real n***a This game a n***a got a put yo hoes on my track Have them selling top and bottom That mouth and that cat [Hook - Boosie] All you n***as wanna be k**as Better know what you doing(2x) Open ya eyes while you shooting Ole' scary a** n***a All you rappers wanna be actors Better stay in the movies And don't f** around with Boosie I thank they scared mane I thank these n***a scared [Verse 2 - Boosie] I took a walk by the big dogs, n***a turning they head They listen to my music, but can't holla Dem n***a scared But its cool with me b**h you know where Boosie In yo city on yo stage do what you gone do to me After my shows I'm wit my fans giving kisses and hugs While you get bodyguard by other punks who wanna be thugs You n***as lying on yo records b**h you got me heated Hannibal Lecter one of you b**hes Cut ya tongue out make you eat it They burning my CD's, burning my CD's Well that burning my CD's made the whole hood believe Now they got my back no matter what Every street, every alley, every corner with that fire marijuana They got Boosie in the deck and Boosie got respect When them other rappers hear me I put goose bumps up on they neck To his throne I'm a treat Mane I'm young but I'm a vet Mane I'm right behind you in line (n***a) And I'm next [Hook] [Verse 3 - Boosie] You n***as going platinum selling more then my click But ain't nobody at yo shows I know you feel like a b**h Because yo street credit is nothing Compared to me who thuggin' And by the way on or under you'll one hit wonder And I drop hit after hit You ain't gotta fast forward sh** Just put me in and let me roll I bet you say I'm ice cold I'm shinning like a light pole Got n***as looking' stupid I got more ice then some of them clowns who play on movies And Its bright night, I thank they scared of me He saw his b**h checking me out now he handcuffing If you ain't never lived that life then don't rap b**h If you ain't never ran the streets You need and map b**h and cold cut sandwich I'mma tell ya I don't feel that n***a He only show up once a year ole' mac rib a** n***a So I be like foe I lay me down to sleep I know that they don't want no beef, ahhhh I thank these n***a scared [Hook out]