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letra de goat talk - boosie badazz

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[verse]
you could play you don’t know, but i’m the motherf-ckin’ truth
spittin’ real game and i’m clutchin’ in the booth
we was both on one, now we f-ckin’ in the booth
she looked me in my eye, she said, “n-gga, you the truth”
baton rouge, body-body, we don’t never call the truce
i’m out the app’, b-tches still got the juice
i put money in the hood, pittsburgh came through
lil’ n-gga turned dealer when the birds came through
i’m the one who motivated, n-ggas ain’t have sh-t
made a fat b-tch feel like a bad b-tch
sent real game for them n-ggas in the hood
n-gga catch a charge, take your motherf-ckin’ l!ck
every song that i’m on, it’s a hit, b-tch, i’m lit
hustler of the year, so i hustle with a stick
i got five different hustles and i’m workin’ on six
five b-tches in my bed and they all on me (disrespect)

swear to god, i done been on full flex
on death row, throwin’ fours in my wreck
money on my mind, smokin’ joes in the rec’
two whole generations that was raised by heck
i ain’t have a rich b-tch, this was made off scratch
kinfolks sellin’ dope in the living room
sh-t, my daddy was a goon, he kept a .357 magnum
you show your ass, he gon’ spit at you
[chorus]
and i’m a motherf-ckin’ goat, n-gga
how the f-ck you judge a goat, n-gga?
is it the rhyme that he wrote or the money that he got?
all the people who he saved with no hope, n-gga?
put that on my mama, go, go, go, go, ghost
i’m from the land of the lost, n-gga
i’m the man, i’m the man in the dirty-dirty soft, n-gga
i shoot bars, watch your mouth, n-gga
and i’m a motherf-ckin’ goat

[verse]
with a brain like einstein
beaucoup chain, beaucoup ring, that’s my style
how could you ever not mention me in the top five?
i was the first lil’ n-gga around that showin’ big time

do your time, know that, yeah, i did mine
this murder by my b-tch’s side, i’ma keep it silent
i barely talk about the coke i done moved, n-gga
but i’m a goat sellin’ coke, this for my n-gga, i
locked up, when you see me, i ain’t never smile
drinkin’ boosie juice, n-gga got a n-gga wild
what happened to that last n-gga who got out his spot?
that n-gga got bust up and i ain’t apologize
i’m sleepin’ on the hill like a russian
my music is the realest sh-t ever
i could make a song ’bout a b-tch or a betrayin’ ass clique
or a n-gga gettin’ chased by the devil
[chorus]
and i’m a motherf-ckin’ goat, n-gga
how the f-ck you judge a goat, n-gga?
is it the rhyme that he wrote or the money that he got?
all the people who he saved with no hope, n-gga?
put that on my mama, go, go, go, go, ghost
i’m from the land of the lost, n-gga
i’m the man, i’m the man in the dirty-dirty soft, n-gga
i shoot bars, watch your mouth, n-gga
and i’m a motherf-ckin’ goat
(f-ck these n-ggas up)

[outro]
been a goat since a lil’ n-gga
when my dawg ain’t had a home and i gave him a couple hoes
when he ain’t have clothes, i gave him hilfiger
n-gga, i’m the goat
i ain’t sellin’ ten meals, but i’m getting ten million people hope
n-gga, i’m the goat
chain lies with this rap sh-t, n-gga, woo
(boosie-boosie you a goat)

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