Paroles Goat talk (intro) Boosie Badazz

Goat talk (intro)

You could play you don't know, but I'm the motherfuckin' truth
Spittin' real game and I'm clutchin' in the booth
We was both on one, now we fuckin' in the booth
She looked me in my eye, she said, "Nigga, you the truth"
Baton Rouge, body-body, we don't never call the truce

I'm out the app', bitches still got the juice
I put money in the hood, Pittsburgh came through
Lil' nigga turned dealer when the birds came through
I'm the one who motivated, niggas ain't have shit
Made a fat bitch feel like a bad bitch

Sent real game for them niggas in the hood
Nigga catch a charge, take your motherfuckin' lick
Every song that I'm on, it's a hit, bitch, I'm lit
Hustler of the year, so I hustle with a stick
I got five different hustles and I'm workin' on six
Five bitches in my bed and they all on me (Disrespect)

Swear to god, I done been on full flex
On death row, throwin' fours in my wreck
Money on my mind, smokin' joes in the rec'
Two whole generations that was raised by heck

I ain't have a rich bitch, this was made off scratch
Kinfolks sellin' dope in the living room
Shit, my daddy was a goon, he kept a .357 Magnum
You show your ass, he gon' spit at you

And I'm a motherfuckin' GOAT, nigga
How the fuck you judge a GOAT, nigga?
Is it the rhyme that he wrote or the money that he got?
All the people who he saved with no hope, nigga?

Put that on my mama, go, go, go, go, ghost
I'm from the land of the lost, nigga
I'm the man, I'm the man in the dirty-dirty soft, nigga
I shoot bars, watch your mouth, nigga
And I'm a motherfuckin' GOAT

With a brain like Einstein
Beaucoup chain, beaucoup ring, that's my style
How could you ever not mention me in the top five?
I was the first lil' nigga around that showin' big time

Do your time, know that, yeah, I did mine
This murder by my bitch's side, I'ma keep it silent
I barely talk about the coke I done moved, nigga
But I'm a GOAT sellin' coke, this for my nigga, I
Locked up, when you see me, I ain't never smile

Drinkin' Boosie juice, nigga got a nigga wild
What happened to that last nigga who got out his spot?
That nigga got bust up and I ain't apologize
I'm sleepin' on the hill like a Russian

My music is the realest shit ever
I could make a song 'bout a bitch or a betrayin' ass clique
Or a nigga gettin' chased by the Devil

And I'm a motherfuckin' GOAT, nigga
How the fuck you judge a GOAT, nigga?
Is it the rhyme that he wrote or the money that he got?
All the people who he saved with no hope, nigga?
Put that on my mama, go, go, go, go, ghost

I'm from the land of the lost, nigga
I'm the man, I'm the man in the dirty-dirty soft, nigga
I shoot bars, watch your mouth, nigga
And I'm a motherfuckin' GOAT
(Fuck these niggas up)

Been a GOAT since a lil' nigga
When my dawg ain't had a home and I gave him a couple hoes
When he ain't have clothes, I gave him Hilfiger
Nigga, I'm the GOAT
I ain't sellin' ten meals, but I'm getting ten million people hope
Nigga, I'm the GOAT
Chain lies with this rap shit, nigga, woo
(Boosie-Boosie you a GOAT