Jealousy - Boosie Badazz

Big Head and Webbie

Trill Entertainment

Gangsta Grillz, you bastards

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

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

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

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 yall’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

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

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 500 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

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

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

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