Devils
Devils
DevilsWe talkin' 'bout
Devils
We talkin' 'bout
Devils
We talkin' 'bout
Devils, devilsMan, it's payback, for all da months dat I laid back
For all da blunts dat had me lazy and crazy
It's drama time, I'm gettin' ten for a show
Album ain't even dropped, when it's dropped I'm gettin' moWish I could go down every street
But da fuckin' narcotics say I got death on me
Niggas they try to rebel me
But it's motivation, I'mma keep gettin' money, gon' Soulja hate meDa judge looked at me and said, "How you doin' Boosie?"
He called me by my nickname, what you think, I'm stupid?
Bitch, you wanna railroad a nigga and lose me in the system
But like C-Murder and Mack, I refuse to be a victim, niggaDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meLook, Look
See where I'm from nigga, it's do or die
Nigga tell you he gon' kill you, you gon' shoot or die
Dem devils got dem youngsters wildin' out at twelve nah
And hollin', muthafuck jail, dey goin' to hell nahSee I'm from Baton Rouge better known as Rattin' Rouge
Da police know yo ass dirty 'fore you even do it
I'm so gutta, so gangsta, so in da streets
I'm so freaky, so nasty, so in da sheetsMy cousin life, da grandpa, wife and then it's mandatory
Da judge aint nothin' but the devil, him and the jury
I seen a nigga die in front of me, eyes rolled back
They threw da choppa, police set him like, hold datDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meCan't even ride and get high 'cause them devils out
They catch me on a back street, they gon' knock me off
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout the law, ya'll some fuckin' devils
Up in school you got blues, now ya 'bout watevaHoes tryna get money, tryna sell dat cat
Devil get yo ass away, I won't pay for dat
Don't he get ya at the wrong place at the wrong time?
Now you gone for a very long timeDamn, you hit the pin and you heard that fuckin' door slam
He was ya shoes, ya zoos, and ya wam-wam
He was witcha in dem times when you ain't give a damn
He was the liquor in ya hand sayin', "Kill me, man"He that lil' nigga cross town hatin' on ya hard
But he aint ready to go to war, dat's dat fuckin' devil
Devils, get up off me
Devils, get up off me
Devil
Get up, get upDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off meDevils
Get up off me
Devils
Get up off me
DevilsWe talkin' 'bout
Devils
We talkin' 'bout
DevilsWe talkin' 'bout
Devils
We talkin' 'bout
Devils
We talkin' 'bout
DevilsDevils
Devils
DevilsBe on da look out, nigga
Dey got devils out, Chea
Believe dat, Boosie, bad azz
It don't get no realer den this, nigga
I'm da only one drop shit like this
We talkin' bout devils