The End - Boosie Badazz, C-Murder

What’s up world you know what this is already man

Cut boy till I die, check this out man

Miss my homies out there you heard me

Y’all know what time is you gone sit back right now and just listen to this

Penitentiary chances man

Get your mind right man this world crazy

For all ma young homies out there I know you wanna wild out

I know you’re a man be a man you gonna become a man

But, look you tryna earn stripes man

Taking life, slinging, hustling, that ain’t the way

Do what you do bro

Do what you do, keep it true keep it one hunnid with yourself

Man you ain’t gotta be out there with all that fooling

I know you won’t wanna wind up with a L double L

Three hunnid years no homeboy that’s three hunnid fifty years

Ya heard me, you ain’t want that dawg keep it gangster you heard me

Haha you know how it go pirate dude out there think they this they that

Come to defend and then turn the wretch ya heard me

Had to happen, part of the game, part of life that is man

Keep it one hunnid man ya know

Do what you do dawg, it’s alright

Better tripping like that man u know you

I don’t know I mean look take it from me you know

Take it from my boy boosie, gone give it to you bro

Ain’t go sugar coat nothing for you man

Go be dead in the pen that’s on you

All I can do is tell you, you ride how you wanna ride dawg

Tell you one time and I’m done with you ya heard me

Real talk, you know tell you like this

The streets raised me the streets paid me, ya heard me it’s all good

Money made me but guess what I keep it one hunnid and I keep it true

All day all the way through you know you do the same but I don’t wanna see you

Put yourself in a bad situation taking them penitentiary chances man

You know think about it be cool