SuperBad: The Return of Boosie Bad Azz Album

Mind of a Maniac Lyrics Lil Boosie

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Lil Boosie - Mind of a Maniac Songtext

I done showed the world
Now we finna wrap it up, ya know what I'm sayin
Welcome to the mind of a maniac
What part of real you niggas don't understand?
Lemme talk to ya'll before we leave

I keep a gat cause niggas murder gotta bad habit
Of purple in the studio I murk ya, I'm comin mane.
I swear to God I'm thuggin hard trill niggas deal witcha big glocks off top, we ain't
stuntin mane
We street niggas, we eat niggas off tracks from Mouse and B
You betta be bout ya bread ya talk to me
Mom ya wonder why ya child's so bad, because the fuckin body bags done hypnotized

my ass, it's deep

Holdin on to this money mane I gotta get it, choppers and a glock 40 play with me

you get ya issue

Wrap ya dick up cause ya dick will have the hiccups, you're rich if ya marry a bitch
get a prenupt
{I ain't go no mind}
Welcome to the mind of a maniac {street nigga, street nigga}
Thug life, that's all we know so we grow into some beasts when we can let off them
leeches
We go and get it, get ya weight up
And when them camera flash you ain't never gotta ask it's that's Boosie Bad Azz
straight up!
Ain't jus runnin tha south, I ain't runnin my mouth, spade for spade I'm the realest
nigga out
Know what I'm talkin bout
My niggas let Joc out
Jealous cause we fresher than rest of them fellas done stick together
Gotta have alarms ni I, can't trust nobody, I, gotta keep a desert eagle nigga know
I got it
Heart full of fuckin pain cause I'm tired of gettin stabbed
And grabbed by all these the mutha fuckin crabs.
I laugh and maintain don't switch the game plain and fuck the police they bring us
no peace.
This the mind of me, {Boosie boo} so much shit goin on where I roam how I'm gonna
find some peace?
They say I'm a role model, but I'm not a role model, gotta smile when I ain't gotta
tired & still holla
I'm a boss so I go off, know I like to show off, on the road of riches, gotta murda
these niggas
{Ain't got no mind}
We holla fuck cops, if we fall off with this rap mane it's back to the trap to bust
blocks
Man who can I trust ni, nigga fuckin up the game, it's down to momma pain & CEO's
and main mane
Gon' be in the chain game these niggas don't stop playin from niggas, and bitches
yes sir I got game.
God cursed me with diabetes I feel like I'm insane, you ain't from the hood & you
don't deserve
It mane, in the streets they murder mane, and Boosie he a target, so me?
I got my 40 when I'm shittin on the toilet, I'm paranoid, starin' hard'll get ya
ass hit.
Four or five chains ain't never had shit.
Fuck a bitch she wanna mingle, ha, she want my jingles, one hit wonders gettin rich
off a single.
What's happnin Michael Vick? Don't snitch, tell that judge u kill deals and it's
real.
{Ain't got no mind}
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