Lyrics Mind of a Maniac - Lil Boosie
I
done
showed
the
world
Now
we
finna
wrap
it
up,
ya
know
what
I′m
sayin
Welcome
to
the
mind
of
a
maniac
What
part
of
real
you
niggas
don't
understand?
Lemme
talk
to
ya′ll
before
we
leave
I
keep
a
gat
cause
niggas
murder
gotta
bad
habit
Of
purple
in
the
studio
I
murk
ya,
I'm
comin
mane.
I
swear
to
God
I'm
thuggin
hard
trill
niggas
deal
witcha
big
glocks
off
top,
we
ain′t
Stuntin
mane
We
street
niggas,
we
eat
niggas
off
tracks
from
Mouse
and
B
You
betta
be
bout
ya
bread
ya
talk
to
me
Mom
ya
wonder
why
ya
child′s
so
bad,
because
the
fuckin
body
bags
done
hypnotized
My
ass,
it's
deep
Holdin
on
to
this
money
mane
I
gotta
get
it,
choppers
and
a
glock
40
play
with
me
You
get
ya
issue
Wrap
ya
dick
up
cause
ya
dick
will
have
the
hiccups,
you′re
rich
if
ya
marry
a
bitch
Get
a
prenupt
{I
ain't
go
no
mind}
Welcome
to
the
mind
of
a
maniac
{street
nigga,
street
nigga}
Thug
life,
that′s
all
we
know
so
we
grow
into
some
beasts
when
we
can
let
off
them
Leeches
We
go
and
get
it,
get
ya
weight
up
And
when
them
camera
flash
you
ain't
never
gotta
ask
it′s
that's
Boosie
Bad
Azz
Straight
up!
Ain't
jus
runnin
tha
south,
I
ain′t
runnin
my
mouth,
spade
for
spade
I′m
the
realest
Nigga
out
Know
what
I'm
talkin
bout
My
niggas
let
Joc
out
Jealous
cause
we
fresher
than
rest
of
them
fellas
done
stick
together
Gotta
have
alarms
ni
I,
can′t
trust
nobody,
I,
gotta
keep
a
desert
eagle
nigga
know
I
got
it
Heart
full
of
fuckin
pain
cause
I'm
tired
of
gettin
stabbed
And
grabbed
by
all
these
the
mutha
fuckin
crabs.
I
laugh
and
maintain
don′t
switch
the
game
plain
and
fuck
the
police
they
bring
us
No
peace.
This
the
mind
of
me,
{Boosie
boo}
so
much
shit
goin
on
where
I
roam
how
I'm
gonna
Find
some
peace?
They
say
I′m
a
role
model,
but
I'm
not
a
role
model,
gotta
smile
when
I
ain't
gotta
Tired
& still
holla
I′m
a
boss
so
I
go
off,
know
I
like
to
show
off,
on
the
road
of
riches,
gotta
murda
These
niggas
{Ain′t
got
no
mind}
We
holla
fuck
cops,
if
we
fall
off
with
this
rap
mane
it's
back
to
the
trap
to
bust
Blocks
Man
who
can
I
trust
ni,
nigga
fuckin
up
the
game,
it′s
down
to
momma
pain
& CEO's
And
main
mane
Gon′
be
in
the
chain
game
these
niggas
don't
stop
playin
from
niggas,
and
bitches
Yes
sir
I
got
game.
God
cursed
me
with
diabetes
I
feel
like
I′m
insane,
you
ain't
from
the
hood
& you
Don't
deserve
It
mane,
in
the
streets
they
murder
mane,
and
Boosie
he
a
target,
so
me?
I
got
my
40
when
I′m
shittin
on
the
toilet,
I′m
paranoid,
starin'
hard′ll
get
ya
Ass
hit.
Four
or
five
chains
ain't
never
had
shit.
Fuck
a
bitch
she
wanna
mingle,
ha,
she
want
my
jingles,
one
hit
wonders
gettin
rich
Off
a
single.
What′s
happnin
Michael
Vick?
Don't
snitch,
tell
that
judge
u
kill
deals
and
it′s
Real.
{Ain't
got
no
mind}
1 My Avenue (feat. Lil' Phat & Lil' Trill)
2 Top Notch (feat. Mouse & Lil' Phat)
3 Better Believe It (feat. Young Jeezy & Webbie)
4 Lawd Have Mercy
5 I'm a Dog (feat. Lil' Phat)
6 No Mercy
7 LEVIS's (feat. Lil' Phat & Webbie)
8 Bulls**T
9 Who Can Love U (feat. Bobby V)
10 Miss Kissin' On You (feat. Trina & KaDe)
11 Pain
12 Loose As a Goose (feat. Foxx & Mouse)
13 Clips and Choppers (feat. Lil' Phat)
14 Bank Roll
15 Crayola
16 Mind of a Maniac
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