"For My Lil Niggas" lyrics

Little nigga, little nigga (for my), little nigga (for my)
Little nigga, little nigga, little nigga with a big old pistol

Four deep in a cut dog, with a big old pistol
We don't drive by, we walk by, we tiptoe niggas
A Glock and a four-five will kill four niggas
Fuck yo niggas, my niggas cut throat niggas, believe that
Dead niggas, dead bitches, this is homicide
And I want know who gon' ride for that south side
I bleed pain, take pain to another level
The last nigga got burnt fuckin with my cheddar
Too much weed and Codein fucked up my attitude
Any nigga in my way, I put this gat on you
I speak the truth, not a booth that's my best friend
It keep beatin and his other friends comin in
Blowin money ain't shit so I'm quick to spit
And you know I'm hollering self-defense
Since Ivy got killed, it's been serious
I ain't smilin with no nigga, I'm puttin that pop on a nigga
Baton Rouge sick with it
This shit ain't a game boy, shoulda stayed on yo game boy
These streets ain't a game boy, I knock out ya frame boy
My niggas ain't playin boy
They slanging iron behind this building

This for my little nigga, little nigga, little nigga
With a big old pistol
Where my little nigga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go
For my little nigga, little nigga, little nigga
With a big old pistol
Where my little nigga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go

Loco turn me up this kickin in
You can disrespect my mind and feel this mack-10
Black Phantom full of hoes, bitch we knock off bosses
Catch ya issue around here, we don't take no losses
Niggas pickin on a little nigga, words from a real nigga
Get ya steel nigga, and deal with 'em
For that little nigga up the road up in beast mode
Don't win 'em all but every time that little nigga roll
One shot from my cousin Donkey, that little nigga cold
He ain't gon' sugar-coat shit, he gon' let 'em go
Pyru you better let 'em know where I was raised at
I'm just a ghetto child tryin to make it
'Fore they take me, mama
I'm sorry for the pain I brung, but
Niggas out here tryna kill ya son
So, I gotta keep it, fuck the 5, I can beat it
Why them little niggas out here tryna beefin?
I do it for my

Little nigga, little nigga, little nigga
With a big old pistol
Where my little nigga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go
For my little nigga, little nigga, little nigga
With a big old pistol
Where my little nigga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go

13, 14, 15, 16, 17 they ready, 18 they deadly
Project livin, ain't neva had a daddy
Quick to bust ya head, and take the rims off ya Caddy
Little niggas got them hoes, little niggas keep a roll
Little niggas still little niggas even when they old
Lil Bleek, Lil Junior, Bad Azz, ice cold
Threesomes every night, fuck it, let the dice roll
They like Boosie, better talk to 'em they kickin up dust
Niggas robbin all the cells, got the hood fucked up
Shit, what I'm 'a tell 'em I was in they situation
Jack a bitch with no hesitation, bare-faced nigga
If ya small ya gotta have a big heart
Don't take no shorts, niggas take it too far
Little niggas 'cross the world, you know who ya are
Stand up for ya rights, put that thang in they life, boom

Little nigga, little nigga, little nigga
With a big old pistol
Where my little nigga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go
For my little nigga, little nigga, little nigga
With a big old pistol
Where my little nigga with more heart than Jesus
Here I go (Bad Azz), here I go (Bad Azz), here I go