Jealousy Lyrics - Webbie

Lil Boosie bad ass 

Big Head, Webbie, Trill Entertainment 

Gangsta grills you bastards! 

You know why you ain't got what I got? 

Why you ain't flashin' our knots 

Cuz you ain't paper chasin' out here like Lil Boosie an pop 

They gon be a lota niggaz dead for the foolishness stop 

I'ma introduce you pussy niggaz to these ruper's an glocks 

I turned a block into the block now these niggaz want me 

I'm chargin' niggaz nine pieces just to cook up they weight 

You got that iron I got that iron they ain't stop makin' no guns 

We got M1's tommy guns an them 100 round drums 

An I ain't givin' a nigga nothin' 

I don't owe a nigga shit, everything I sold I paid for from x pills ta bitch 

But you gon set trip this shit huh? act like you sick huh? 

Saw da hoe then slaughtered the hoe 

Now ask that lil bitch now 

Bout Boosie, doubt Boosie you can getcha house shooted 

Terrorize nigga like some junkie in da south movie 

How we beat our name, I'll bust your damn brain, closed caged an duct taped an nigga that's on everything 

They hated when that fedy came, now I'm on at money train, it's golden child an Tommy chain at nigga wit the choppa's mane 

Fareal nigga, who it is, it's golden child tommy chain at nigga wit the choppa's mane 

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(Handle) 

Look, look 

I'm thuggin' in real life nigga ask the slums 

I was raised by the addicts an scrutinized by bums 

I got down in the mud spilled blood for crumbs 

I know how to survive an except it how it comes 

I got it the hard way, don't know shit about fun 

I cut my gut in the field an got scorched by the sun 

When the cops hit the block, I was taught to run 

When the beef hit the streets I'ma spark the gun 

I live the wrong way 

I came a long way 

You jealous of the wrong nigga on the wrong day 

Big Boosie an Webbie gotta hit ya self the strong way 

Best watch whatcha say gonna have security wantin' ta play 

Big Head don't give a fuck about none of that mane 

Just thank one of y'all niggaz if it come ta that mane 

(LINE MISSING HERE) 

We big dogs nigga nationwide Big Heads the dome doctor baby uptown southside 

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(HANDLE) 

I'm the latest ta Trillis 

On a mission for millions 

I got bundles of bitches 

I ain't worried bout you niggaz 

I'ma a soulja fareala 

I ain't worried bout your pistols 

You won't stop Webbie riches an nigga handle your business 

Man these lil niggaz trippin' 

Mad at my position 

I'm 500 hundred degrees an bitch BET how I'm livin' 

Stuntin' all on these bitches 

Flat screens all on the ceilin' 

(Missing word) all in my bottle an dosha all in my feelin' 

You can cross me lil partner I'll knock ya strait out your misery 

Say mane, fuck my fame I'll knock your brains out the city 

While ya hatin' I'm gettin' 

Super brains from my mistress 

Nigga stuck in the gutter I'm fina blow past fifty 

These niggaz jealous of me 

I know one thing you ain't ready 

Best call ya fellas for me 

You know one thing bout Webbie 

Webbie be ready for 

Ole pussy ass niggaz 

I know bitch ass niggaz jealous nigga 

(HANDLE) 

Since I was small I was hard headed, but I regret it 

An never bit my tounge, bitch if I said then I said it 

An keep that thing loaded off of safety so I'm ready 

All you jealous ass niggaz I'll make sure you get the message 

My (word missing) Nike's be crisp white 

Them boys be piss light 

Fuck that nigga Foxx when I see him oh we gon fist fight 

Know you got me bent but that choppa make em get right 

I'ma small nigga I ain't got time for all them quick rights 

(Missing word) To the stomach I guarantee he gon shit white 

My condolences to his family but that was his knife 

Niggaz want my money, my life, an all my bad hoes 

Niggaz ain't the only one's jealous they got some mad hoes 

(MISSING WORDS) My gun hand cocked an all my cash grow 

Niggaz wanna sit at my funeral but on the last row 

If I let a punk nigga kill me I be a asshole 

So I keep at iron real close, real close nigga jealousy