Throwin’ Salt Boosie Badazz
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[Intro]
You remember
Tootie, you remember
(Mykel on the beat)
[Verse 1]
You remember how they did me up and jail
My people was living well, my bills, they gave me hell, look
These niggas changed, they swore they'd never tell
My right niggas went left, they threw salt on the snail, but
I prevailed, I ducked that fuckin' chair
On death row in a cell, pouring my heart through mail
Thеy laughed at me a lot, shittin' on all my fans who bragged on mе a lot, it was nasty love I got
I had to cry to God, hoping he'd hear my call for freedom
'Cause I'm all over the news, nigga
Mama said, "Boo we straight, we gon be fine"
Industry said I wouldn't shake back from doing this time
[Chorus]
Gotta throw salt
Here we go again
Got my name in they mouth like some bad ass bitches
Here we go again
They tried to throw salt
Tried taking me out, with cold words, tried stressin' me out (Cold, cold words)
Stayed solid 'til the day I got out
Look at me now, still talking my talk
Man, they tryna throw salt
You remember
Tootie, you remember
(Mykel on the beat)
[Verse 1]
You remember how they did me up and jail
My people was living well, my bills, they gave me hell, look
These niggas changed, they swore they'd never tell
My right niggas went left, they threw salt on the snail, but
I prevailed, I ducked that fuckin' chair
On death row in a cell, pouring my heart through mail
Thеy laughed at me a lot, shittin' on all my fans who bragged on mе a lot, it was nasty love I got
I had to cry to God, hoping he'd hear my call for freedom
'Cause I'm all over the news, nigga
Mama said, "Boo we straight, we gon be fine"
Industry said I wouldn't shake back from doing this time
[Chorus]
Gotta throw salt
Here we go again
Got my name in they mouth like some bad ass bitches
Here we go again
They tried to throw salt
Tried taking me out, with cold words, tried stressin' me out (Cold, cold words)
Stayed solid 'til the day I got out
Look at me now, still talking my talk
Man, they tryna throw salt
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