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I thank these niggas scared of me mane (Its cool though) Nigga bump my shit, nigga see me don't even holla at me I bump yo shit nigga I'mma holla at you (But fuck it I'mma real nigga) Before I lay me down to sleep I know that they don't want no beef I thank these nigga 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 bitch But I know you scared of me, bitch Don't wanna holla, bitch I'm bout a dollar I done came so sick now I'm a problem Can't get no features on my album nigga scared of lil Boosie So when you ask me what it do, I'mma tell 'em fuck you And when you mention me its negative its never positive They can down talk about me but I got a lot of skills I got a lil though, to make these niggas suffer Y'all rapping and rhyming I tell life stories motherfucker You thank that you can hold me back Bitch 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 nigga finna school a baby G and a real nigga This game a nigga got a put yo hoes on my track Have them selling top and bottom That mouth and that cat [Hook - Boosie] All you niggas wanna be killas Better know what you doing(2x) Open ya eyes while you shooting Ole' scary ass nigga All you rappers wanna be actors Better stay in the movies And don't fuck around with Boosie I thank they scared mane I thank these nigga scared [Verse 2 - Boosie] I took a walk by the big dogs, nigga turning they head They listen to my music, but can't holla Dem nigga scared But its cool with me Bitch 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 niggas lying on yo records Bitch you got me heated Hannibal Lecter one of you bitches 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 (Nigga) And I'm next [Hook] [Verse 3 - Boosie] You niggas going platinum selling more then my click But ain't nobody at yo shows I know you feel like a bitch 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 shit Just put me in and let me roll I bet you say I'm ice cold I'm shinning like a light pole Got niggas 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 bitch checking me out now he handcuffing If you ain't never lived that life then don't rap bitch If you ain't never ran the streets You need and map bitch and cold cut sandwich I'mma tell ya I don't feel that nigga He only show up once a year ole' mac rib ass nigga So I be like foe I lay me down to sleep I know that they don't want no beef, ahhhh I thank these nigga scared [Hook out]