You are listening to a Dominic Green production
Hahahahahaha
How you doin'? It’s the Boosie (What up, man?)
I been here for a long time (Who you is?)
I was here when you was born
And I'll be here when you die
I got some crack if you wan' sell it
You’ll be my friend in due time
Me and your daddy used to run it
All them years 'fore he died (How you know my daddy?)
I'm from the other side
I'm the one made you get money when your mother cried
Well did my family get me off 400? yeah, fuckin' right
What you doin'? Let's hit the club tonight
I got some white girls wanna fuck
But I don't fuck with white girls
Boosie, why?
’Cause they set ya up
Ya need to call your cousin Trell
Tell him get back on the road
You know everybody love that nigga
That boy, he could have all the hoes
Nah, he done gave his life to God, bruh
Hol’ up, what you talkin' God for?
I’m just sayin', he with the man now
Well, I don't believe in God, thug
Oh, you Muslim?
No, I'm real
Heard ’bout your beef in yo' city
Don't even worry, got some lil' niggas
Who gon' handle that business
The people miss ya, I ain't lyin'
You need to move back to your city
Know you still got some niggas need to be whacked in yo' city
Who you is?
He said his name was Lucifer, he said a lot
One thing 'bout Mr. Lucifer, he knew a lot
He knew my daddy, knew my cousins
Knew my niggas off the block
I guess I sit right there and listen
'Cause he promised me a lot
Mr. Lucifer
How you doin', son?
I'm chillin'
Well, I'm makin' rounds
I just went and bought you a gun
I'm on parole
You good, it's clean
You need to rearrange your team, listen close to me
What you sayin'?
Stop fuckin' with all them niggas, dawg, and go through me
I don't even know you like that, though
Well, I know you like my backhand
Know you would shoot a nigga in the face behind your back end
Well, who you fuck with?
I got no friends, and you shouldn't have 'em neither
Wish you could ask Lil Nick 'bout me
I'm the one give him them heaters
How you know Nick?
That was my dawg, I used to hustle with his pops
Told ya boss man I'm from the other side (Hahahahahaha)
He said his name was Lucifer, he said a lot
One thing 'bout Mr. Lucifer, ooh, he knew a lot
He knew my daddy, knew my cousins
Knew my niggas off the block
I guess I sit right there and listen
'Cause he promised me a lot
He on the line, Mr. Lucifer
You need to change your show up, start jumpin' in the stings
What?
With all your jewelry on
Man, you trippin'
Nigga better not fuck with 'em
You need to beef with all these rappers who ain't talkin' real
But I fuck with all the rappers
But keep it real, I know how you feel, shit
Fuck them rappers
Wanna roll? Shit, I got them pills
What them here?
These them triple stack
Shit, oh yeah? Give me a half of that
Shit, them bitches roll, but look here, dawg
This what I'm talkin' 'bout
I know a nigga right now with half a million at his mama house
How you know? You been in his mama house?
Yeah, I used to fuck his mama
I really watched this lil nigga stack every dollar
He said his name was Lucifer, he said a lot
One thing 'bout Mr. Lucifer, ooh, he knew a lot
He knew my daddy, knew my cousins
Knew my niggas off the block
I guess I sit right there and listen
'Cause he promised me a lot
He on the line, Mr. Lucifer
Take from the weak, kill everybody
Snatch the hearts out of men who don't wanna be men
Remember, there's no God
You are the reason you have everything you have
There's no God
Daddy, Daddy, wake up, who is Lucifer?
Ahh, shit, I'm alright Torrence
Why do you keep on sayin' Lucifer?
I'm good
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