Lyrics Trouble - Boosie Badazz
Oooooooh
Nigga
you
in
trouble
now
Oooooooh
Can't
nobody
save
you
now
Oooooooh
Oooooooh
Nigga
you
in
trouble
now
Oooooooh
Can't
nobody
save
you
now
Oooooooh
All
black,
everythang
This
is
not
a
game
This
that
fufu-fufu-fa,
this
that
fire
flame
Itchin'
for
some
attention,
so
now
you
entertained
Masked
up
get
it
up,
how
I
run
it
man
All
you
had
to
do
was
chill,
mind
yo
business
But
you
won't
drop
in
these
shoes,
these
that
wrong
tennies
Ain't
nobody
bad,
cuz
this
story
have
a
sad
ending
One
strike
you
out,
another
one
don't
talk
Oooooooh
You
hear
that
nigga,
bloaw
feel
that
nigga
And
can't
nobody
save
ya
You
in
a
swamp
with
gators
We
get
it
in
my
friend,
cuz
the
streets
made
us
Got
my
AK,
2 clips
taped
together
Talkin'
like
you
ball
whatever,
but
we'll
finna
see
And
you
can't
run,
I
could
touch
ya
and
a
penitentiary
You
gonna
be
a
memory
You
better
run
when
you
hear
Oooooooh
Nigga
you
in
trouble
now
Oooooooh
Can't
nobody
save
you
now
Oooooooh
Oooooooh
Nigga
you
in
trouble
now
Oooooooh
Can't
nobody
save
you
now
Oooooooh
When
we
ride,
we
gon'
ride,
we
gon'
show
stretchin'
Stalkin'
caps
in
our
head,
make
us
look
bald
headed
When
we
ride,
no
survivors,
the
whole
section
2 to
the
head,
2 to
the
chest
and
don't
check
it
Catch
him
slippin'
by
his
house,
we
home
reckless
Black
gloves,
no
prints,
we
known
veterans
You
done
dropped
in
this
water,
you
really
need
help
You
in
the
water
with
great
whites
and
killer
whales
Oooooooh
These
choppas
nigga
These
stop
a
nigga
This
ain't
no
kiddie
land
Welcome
to
jigga
land
When
niggas
kidnap
and
rob
niggas
like
Jigga
man
Then
watch
the
bitch
in
my
hand
I
ain't
gon'
stop
with
it
nigga
I'ma
eat
yo
lunch
with
it
nigga
Get
the
job
done
with
it
nigga
I
gon'
pull
the
sawnoff,
knock
his
arm
off
We
got
no
specific
victims,
we
want
all
of
y'all
Oooooooh
Nigga
you
in
trouble
now
Oooooooh
Can't
nobody
save
you
now
Oooooooh
Oooooooh
Nigga
you
in
trouble
now
Oooooooh
Can't
nobody
save
you
now
Oooooooh
Thuggin'
for
the
internet
Okay
there's
beef,
I'm
with
it
we
can
get
into
that
Computer
killers,
distance
from
a
distance,
kind
of
shit
is
that?
Let
me
load
up
a
choppa
and
pop
up
where
you
little
niggas
at
Then
all
yo
families
where
they
at,
fuck
em
we
gon'
splam
niggas
Shotty
got
a
half
trigger,
knock
you
in
the
half
nigga
Why
you
with
that
booting,
looking
stupid,
I
just
laugh
nigga
You
can
be
foolish
and
get
smashed
shit
I
die
nigga
Oooooooh
Body
bags
and
caskets
White
chalk,
yellow
tape,
cold
tables
and
pastors
No
I'm
not
a
actor
And
no
I'm
not
just
a
rapper
You
can
judge
me
by
the
corner,
I'd
close
a
niggas
chapter
I'm
with
that,
I
ain't
with
the
chit
chat
I
just
click
clack
I
hop
on
and
drive
on,
like
groaw
groaw
nigga
get
back
I'ma
sit
back,
until
its
time
to
pop
up
where
yo
shit
at
I'd
really
push
a
nigga
shit
back,
oh
bitch
ass
nigga
Oooooooh
Nigga
you
in
trouble
now
Oooooooh
Can't
nobody
save
you
now
Oooooooh
Oooooooh
Nigga
you
in
trouble
now
Oooooooh
Can't
nobody
save
you
now
Oooooooh
1 Murder Was The Case (Intro)
2 I'm Comin' Home
3 Streets On Fire
4 I Feel Ya
5 No Juice
6 Trouble
7 Cruisin
8 Life That I Dreamed Of
9 Tori Speaks
10 I'm Wit Ya
11 Facetime
12 Grade A
13 Boosie Love
14 Here We Go Again
15 The Fall
16 Young
17 O Lord
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