Boosie BadAzz - Young n***as lyrics

[Verse 1 – Boosie Badazz] I'm a young n***a with a Wayne P flow I'm a young n***a who can slang that dope I come from bandos and bricks where n***as talk murder OGs with clips who really bout murder Glock 4 on my hip, my n***a you'on't want it Make me hop on that i6, and call donkey IZIZ we talk Chinese, you can't get the picture Guess why my mama love my friends, they all my k**ers If you ain't know, ask about me, I'm getting money n***a 6 shows, 6 hundred I'm getting money n***a Riding round in that Rolls Royce, alligator on the back seat Heckler up in my lap b**h, Nina walk in my trap b**h [Hook – Boose & Glizzy][x2] I'm a young n***a, getting paid All we do is get paid I'm a young, with AK, AK All we do is bust K [Verse 2 – Shy Glizzy] Who that young n***a that been running round with Boosie? Glizzy Badazz with that motherf**ing uzi All my young n***as, they be running round with toolies Wild 90s baby, rock Versace shades and Coogi GG head hancho, I'm the motherf**ing sergeant A n***a played with Glizzy, turned his a** into a target I'm just living lucky, n***as mad cause they can't stop it They almost took my life, I still got blood stains on my boxers Straight from train 7, young n***a with attitude And real n***as respect me from DC to Baton Rouge b**h look at my bankroll, bet you see a lot of blues Not scared to bang that tool, might catch me on breaking news, b**h [Hook][x2] [Verse 3 – Boosie Badazz] Sticks and stones may break my bones, but choppers'll hurt me If you believe in karma then tomorrow they might murk me Where the f** was you when I was hungry n***a? Thirsty Looking for a helping hand, miss my n***a Ivy, man, lord Let me out so I can press record, lord I'll puns these little boys Mind of a maniac, we busting guns Rah, rah rah rah rah, get that stretcher for him We them [?] n***as, we B I G I'm the n***a in the club all the little n***as tryna be f** with my clique, you got a problem One thing we got in common, we all got a body, bang [Hook][x2]