Lil Boosie & Webbie Like a Bird Lyrics

feat. Trill Ent
[Lil' Boosie]
Ugh! We dropped again on you b____ a__, n____z! (Laughing)
Every album like a bird!

If you buy Trill s___
Then you buy that real s___!
And the D.A. and the judge gone get it
If they don't free Pimp C, b____!
And when I drop s___, it's hot s___!
You know I ain lyin'
I only gave y'all half the s___, but I got more in my mind!
If you heard that green and yellow cd
You bout love a lil n____!
You a girl, in this thug world
You might wanna f___ a lil n____!

I don't really give a f___
About the fortune and fame
I want the money
So my daughter wouldn't have to beg, no mane!
I'm in the studio, daily n____!
Wit my pen and my pad
Where I run rhymes about my life
And how I'm missin' my dad
Dedicated, to makin' these hundreds
I get paid for my shows
n____z hate it, cause' my name
That's what takin' these hoes!
Thirty-six zones, on the f___in shelf at the stores
Ya better get before it goes! .....And

[Chorus: repeat 4X]
Every album like a bird....steady flippin!
Every album like a bird!

[Lil' Boosie]
My first album was bout a 7 (It was aight)
But I talk me some s___
About this world
About these girls
And how I dog, my b____!
My next album was bootleg
Ain even come to the stores
Cause a n____ stole it
And they sold it for the price of some "O"!
Six months later, they heard that "For My Thugs"
The cd that have you n____z and b____es tearin da club up! Huh!
Ain nothing but raw rhymes
No flashy s___, just hard times!
n____ don't wanna hear bout ballin
If he ain' got a d___ quarter!
Ya hear me talkin'
But to see that ghetto D, that's real s___!
Cause I'm feelin' the power
Cause I get 5 G's, to be on stage, for a half a hour!
s___, I heard... (Don't say no names) ... wanna holla!
I want 2 billion dollars
Not no million, you d___ rider!

I got two 24,80's dawg
They filled up!
With s___ that'll make you get kill
Or even kill us!
Then I drop....huh!
Then I drop again!
And I get sicker every time
I touch dat f___in' pen! ...And

[Chorus]

Every album like a bird in a corner store
Keep it real boy
Trill got the good dope!
See grill, big bills, with a thick hoe
About an ounce of that good dolja
We gone big blow!

Wanna beef, m_________er?!
Ain no problem with that!
I barely hit you in ya chest
Made it come out ya back!
And while you put yo look on hard
I be rippin them tracks
And by the time it hit the shelves
I'll be gettin' it back!
So many n____z playa hatin'
So I'm totin a gat
Pistol grippin', steady waiting on a n____ to act!
That's how you livin' when you on
And ya got that crack
And wake up with a new bone
I can get left flat!

So f___ that, ride strapped
Give another n____ what he deserve
And I'ma keep a bad b____
Cause I'm flippin' these birds!
Trill n____z bout to f___ it up
I know you nerv (nervous)
Because them n____z got dope in them birds!

[Chorus]