lirik lagu lil' snupe - put em up
[hook](2x)
i’m chasin’ my dreams
from the good kush and codine
keep a lot of bad b-tches around me
keep a whole lot of money in my jeans
i do this for my city
cause i know my city got me
and i tell this to my haters just watch me on tv
put em up, put em up, put em up, put em up(4x)
[lil snupe]
man codine gotta n-gga so lean
chasin mo’ dreams, got me chasin mo’ green
all my n-ggas out here chasin’ those dreams
n-gga gotta get, by any mean
any n-gga try to really come in-between, we gon’ hit you up with the f-ckin’ red beam
any f-ck n-gga try to play wit my team, i’mma let you know we comin’ [?]
ain’t no playin wit no n-gga
neva eva been a ho n-gga
can’t go broke i’m wit [?] i got mo’ money through it mo’ smoke
with bigg poppa and ratchet city
all the b-tches get ratchet wit me
they know the youngin’ i’m takin over it my time yet the wait is over
n-gga boosie gon’
snupe on till boosie home
i’mma hold it down, put that on my round
n-gga know what’s up louisiana ball
i swear to god i got on my back
n-gga i carry my own [?]
get my money my own s-x
i love money i’m ’bout the stacks
n-gga it’s lil snupe
n-gga play games we’ll get you
i got real hitta’s tha’ll hit you
i love my serve but a big blue
i’m up chasin’ my dreams gettin full of kush and codine
and its that celebration for the n-ggas hatin’ i’m up countin’ mo’ green
n-gga
[hook]
[bigg poppa]
all them hard nights gon’ pay off
i stayed on, then stayed off
you n-ggas ain’t got a ring yet
we all still in the playoffs
yellow tails the motivate me
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ratchet hoes they hatin’ too
say the city got a n-gga over rated
i grind hard like i never ate
my childhood years ain’t never played
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i remember nights i ate noodles, no condiments on a n-gga plate
i watched my daddy cook a lot of work, while the other kids went outside and play
i ain’t tryin’ to raise mine like that, i’m chasin’ dreams like dr. king
gotta give it out themud by any means
i’d sprayed sh-t at he enemy
i’m blowin’ loud, my eyes tight
then i swear to god i come for
my momma home, my sista home but i talked to god don’t bend them knees
everyday is something mane
[?]
outsiders gettin’ on your nerves
n-ggas goin’ back on they word
rap game like the dope game
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no extra friends we gettin it in
real [?] no extra
i really do it for louisiana
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i really do it for louisiana
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