Jealousy

Lyrics

[Intro] Lil Boosie Badazz Big Head and Webbie Trill Entertainment Gangsta Grillz, you bastards [Verse 1: Boosie Badazz] You know why you ain't got what I got, why you ain't flashing no knots? 'Cause you ain't paper chasing out here like Lil Boosie and Pop There's gonna be a lot of niggas dead before the foolishness stop I'ma introduce you pussy niggas to these Rugers and Glocks I turned a rock into a block, now, these niggas want to hate I'm charging niggas nine pieces, just to cook up their weight You got that iron, I got that iron, they ain't stop making no guns We got M1's, tommy guns and them hundred round drums And I giving a nigga nothing, I don't owe a nigga shit Every I scored, I paid for, from X pills to brick But you wanna set trip and shit, huh, act like you sick, huh Saw the hoe and slaughtered the hoe, now, ask that lil' bitch Bout Boosie, doubt Boosie and you could get your house shooted Terrorized nigga like, some junkies in a south movie Halloween I name it, I'll bust your damn brain Closed case, yeah, duct tape you nigga, that's on everything They hated when that fetti came, now I'm on that money train This [?], a nigga with the choppas man [Chorus] Jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, got these niggas scared Wanting to bust a nigga head, for no reason, man It's jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, got these niggas scared Wanting to bust a nigga head, for no reason, man [Verse 2: Big Head] Look, look, I'm thuggin' in real life, nigga ask the slums I was raised by the addicts and scrutinized by bums I got down in the mud and spilled blood for crumbs I know how to survive and accept it how it comes I got it the hard way, don't know shit about fun I [?] my cut in the field and 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 Me, Boosie and Webbie'll hit, your set the strong way Bitch, watch what you say, go have some children if you wanna play Big Head don't give a fuck about none of that man Just thank one of y'all's niggas, if it come ta that man Stay in your league, we big dogs, nigga, nationwide Big Head's the dome doctor, baby, uptown, southside [Chorus] Jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, got these niggas scared Wanting to bust a nigga head, for no reason, man It's jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, got these niggas scared Wanting to bust a nigga head, for no reason, man [Verse 3: Webbie] I'm the littest [?], the Trillest on a mission for millions I got bundles of bitches, I ain't worried 'bout you niggas I'ma a soldier for reala, I ain't worried bout your pistols You wanna stop Webbie riches, then nigga, handle your business Man these lil niggas tripping, mad at my position I'm five hundred degrees, an bitch BET how I'm living Stunted out on you bitches, flat screens all on the ceiling XO all in my bottle and dozier all in my feeling You can cross me, lil' partner, I'll knock you straight out your misery Say man, fuck my fame, I'll knock your brains out your fitted While you hating, I'm getting it, super brains from my mistress Nigga stuck in the gutter, I'm finna blow past fifty These niggas jealous of me, I know one thing, you ain't ready Best call your fellas for me, you know one thing 'bout Webbie Webbie be ready for it, old pussy ass niggas I know bitch ass niggas jealous, nigga [Chorus] Jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, got these niggas scared Wanting to bust a nigga head, for no reason, man It's jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, jealousy, yeah, got these niggas scared Wanting to bust a nigga head, for no reason, man [Verse 4: Foxx] Since I was small I was hard headed, but I regret it And never bit my tongue, bitch, if I said it, then I said it And keep that thing loaded, off of safety so I'm ready All you jealous ass niggas, I'll make sure you get the message My G-Nike's be crisp white, them boys be pissed like "Fuck that nigga, Foxx, when I see him, oh we gonna fist fight" No, you got me bent, but that choppa make 'em get right I'm a small nigga, I ain't got time for all them quick rights Pop one to the stomach and I guarantee he gonna shit white My condolences to his family, but that was his night Niggas want my money, my life and all my bad hoes Niggas ain't the only ones jealous, they got some mad hoes I just sign my John Hancock and all my cash grow Niggas wanna sit at my funeral, but on the last row If I let a broke nigga kill me, I'll be a asshole So I keep at iron real close, real close, nigga [Outro] Jealousy, shit, they say money's the root of all evil Jealousy's the root of all evil, you ain't even gotta have nothing And they could hate on you, fucked up, then they wanna kill you They can't get out there and paper chase and they will hate you We knocking niggas asses off since 2005, you can believe that