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Artist/Band: Webbie
Lyrics for Song: Jealousy
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - 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



(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



(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


Album Lyrics: Other Songs - Webbie


Webbie
"Other Songs - Webbie"


1. 2 Smooth
2. A Miracle
3. Ain't Leaving Trill
4. Bizzy Body
5. Come Here
6. Doe Doe
8. First Night
9. Fly As An Eagle
10. Fuck The Police
11. Fuck With Me
12. Gotta Show Me You Worth It
13. Had A Dream
14. Harry Asshole
15. Hit The Parking Lot
16. How You Ridin'
17. I Do Em All
18. I Don't Love Her
19. I Know
20. I Miss You
21. I'm Hot
22. I'm Ready
23. Independent
24. Jealousy
25. Just Like Me
26. Levi's
27. Lil' Freak
28. Lovin' You Is Wrong
29. My People
30. Pop It 4 Pimp
31. Shawty
32. Six 12's
33. Someone New
34. Thuggin'
35. True Soldier
36. Wipe Me Down (Remix)
37. Ya'll Ain't Makin' No Money
38. You A Trip