Shout Out-J-S.O.U.L.

Shout Out - J-S.O.U.L. Fre Boosie, real ni**a, in the jail standing tall like Shaquile ni**a I used to say, I know how you feel ni**a It’s like a full time job not to kill niggers Had my hood hating now they came up I don’t know if it’s the money or the fake stuff Got me walking through the jungle with my flame tucked Got around my juries since they want to see me chained up Friends turn to foes when you in a Rolls Model b**ches turnin' hoes ’cause a ni**a froze Got them people taking pictures let a ni**a pose 'Cause I get paid from reading scripts, you ain't getting shows Poppin’ bottles it sound like a mac-10 Better be soaked in it when I’m back in I dropped a quarter milli on an Aston And I ain’t got an album man, I got these niggers falling off I’m gone Shout out to the real niggers, salute And shout out to the real b**ches, say what I’m poppin’ bottles with my real niggers It’s like a full time job not to kill niggers Shout out to the real niggers, salute And shout out to the real b**ches, say what I’m poppin’ bottles with my real niggers It’s like a full time job not to kill niggers Yeah,bought a chopper for my problems that banana type Seen a millie now it’s hard for me to sleep at night I’m the type to flug a rollie like there’s no means Barely all my niggers ball like I’m mister Clean From the bottoms to the top I made it out the gutter I’m 17 on every scene I need my bread and butter Used to run the streets but not I’m running every summer Right back on my bullshit like a Chicago lover Feelings open and about that phantom on my cocky a** Know they hatin’ I just tell ‘em kiss the paper tags You’ll be with them pretty b**ches favour stacy dash Puff my rollie,cost me 80 that’s gon’ make ‘em mad Free my niggers Large, free my ni**a Cage F**k the system yeah you know we on the same page Niggers love it when you drowning in that water dawg Hate to see a nigger shining like some marmaro Loyalty over royalty that’s my camelot We the best of lover on ‘em with my f**king boss He just tell me murder niggers would think of holocaust Killer high, the junkie in it what you niggers thought Shout out to the real niggers, salute And shout out to the real b**ches, say what I’m poppin’ bottles with my real niggers It’s like a full time job not to kill niggers Shout out to the real niggers, salute And shout out to the real b**ches, say what I’m poppin’ bottles with my real niggers It’s like a full time job not to kill niggers It took a half of ill ni**a half the bank ni**a If you want to whip p**sy ni**a blunt ni**a And I put that red dot right what you think ni**a Hood ni**a still went to bilincs ni**a I’m on the ave ni**a riding in a curly a** You that talking ni**a you know you a p**sy A real ni**a real life, no rap sh*t And I can promise you this ain’t what you want b**ch Dialed me and still ain’t a real ni**a ‘Cause I’m in the tubies and the gutter with the real niggers When you see me in the field tell me how you feel ni**a And we some kid to tell you that we the real ni**a And they ain’t telling none of my young ni**a to cheat a ni**a We all shooters ni**a and all us on the pills ni**a Ain’t got a yacht ni**a the size of Shaquille ni**a And before you try anything you better writer your will ni**a Shout out to the real niggers, salute And shout out to the real b**ches, say what I’m poppin’ bottles with my real niggers It’s like a full time job not to kill niggers Shout out to the real niggers, salute And shout out to the real b**ches, say what I’m poppin’ bottles with my real niggers It’s like a full time job not to kill niggers