Lil Boosie - U Ain't Bout What U Be Talkin Bout lyrics

Verse#1: u aint bout dat murda murda sh** u aint down to lose yo cool an go and hurt a b**h we got da hook up on den rentals now we murkin sh** pen it up spend it up and let dat 30 spit b**h do u want yo f**in family in black clothes da b**hes in black dresses da n***az in black bo's you aint kno im cut throat canival im a bottom boi suvivor sip syrip n smoke fire and im wilder dan a average thug im hard headed my mama told me dat and u gotta be real all diz drama showed me dat lose ya mind if u want to i got a click of real n***az who gone stomp u and want u to be hollin bout dat iron day n we gon hit yo street tonight not da next day dat n***a dont worry bout dat dey gon get wat dey deserve off dat we gone cut down day whole curve off dat Chrous:u aint bout wat u be talkin bout u aint ready 4 yo mama to be walkin out in fact at church wit all yo people cryin hollin bout y u had to take my son datz wat dem choppaz bout (2 times) Verse #2 (webbie): You aint really bout dat sh** u be talkin so stop all dat talkin u heard stop all dat talkin and walkin if u gone serve me den serve me and im lil trill entertainment so know 1 thang i aint worried cuz my family do damage business and handle this murda n***az sweeter dan skittles so dey spittin in rittles and dat lil sh** dat u spittin gon have u sleep in hospitals and if u beef wit my n***as look we gone really squad up from choppaz to a 6 b**h u cant avoid u rappin bout smokin dat k**a dont even smoke k**a even if u did i wouldn't even smoke wit ya you b**h you fraud fake you mothaf**in flu p**y all wet ya f**in booty all loose you and den otha n***az duck duck goose under da throw back jersey da best bullet proofgangsta sh** jump off boy u kno you finna run out close yo f**in mouth 4 i rip yo damn tounge out. (Say Chorus 2 Times) Verse #3:uaintboutundern***as house like a mouse and you light his a** up when he come out we get sick wit it you heard about lil trell guned down when he wuz 12 every since den it been hell webbie and dey dont live like we live dey dont deal like we deal like we deal dey aint real like we real look im form dat track like da bottom of dat ssb what eva you call it dat sh** lives in me my n***as k** 4 free like lil trell on da love and my n***as aint my equal and dey hatin on diz lil thug a lot of n***az scared of yall but not me diz 4 dem n***az in da rap game who not me but cant stop me and my possie is full of thugz like head bussa baby junior and my n***a jug we dumpin slugz on da enemy i thought you wuz my closest friend but now you just a friend of me and diz f**in penatentry make n***az thank dey real and when dey get out dey got a nerve to pop a pill and lil k** they aint bout what dey be talkin bout