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Yeaaaaaaaaa (Devils, devils) We talkin' bout Devils We talkin' bout Devils We talkin' bout Devils (Devils) Man it's payback For all the months that I layed back For all the blunts that had me lazy 'n' crazy It's drama time (Time) I'm gettin' ten for a show (Let's go!) Album ain't even dropped When it's dropped, I'm gettin' more Wish I can go down every street (every street) But the fuckin' Narcotics say I got death on me Niggas they try to rebel me (Shiiit) But it's motivation I'mma keep gettin money Go on Soulja hate me The judge looked at me And said how you doin' Boosie He called me by my nickname (Ooooh) What you think I'm stupid (Bitch) You wanna railroad a nigga (Believe That) And lose me in the system But like C-Murder and Mack SongtexteI refuse to be a victim nigga Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Look See where I'm from nigga it's Do Or Die (Die) Nigga tell you he gone kill you You gone shoot or die Them devils got them youngters wildin' out at twelve nah (Twelve) And Hollin' mutha fuck jail they goin' to hell now (Fuck Hell) See I'm from Baton Rouge Better known as Rattin' Rouge (Rattin' Rouge) The police know yo ass done it before you even do it (Believe It) I'm so gutta, so gangsta, so in the streets (What Else?) I'm so freaky, so nasty, so in the sheets (Believe Dat) My cousin lifin, grandpa lifin And niggas mandatory (Fuck) The judge ain't nothin' but the devil Him and the jury I seen a nigga die in front of me Eyes rolled back They threw the chopper bullets at 'em (bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop) Like hold that Devils Get Up Off Me Devils Get Up Off Me Devils Get Up Off Me Devils Get Up Off Me Devils Get Up Off Me Devils Get Up Off Me Devils Get Up Off Me Devils Get Up Off Me Can't even ride and get high Cuz them devils out They catch me on a back street They gone knock me off Yea I'm talkin' bout the law Yall sum fuckin' devils Up in school you got blues Now ya bout whateva Hoes tryna get money Tryna sell that cat Devil get yo ass away I don't pay for dat Don't he put ya at The wrong place At the wrong time Now you gone for a very long time (Damn) You hit the pen And you heard The fuckin' door slam He Wants ya shoes, ya zoos, and ya wam wam He was with you in them times when you ain't give a damn He was that liquor in ya hand Sayin' "Kill me man" He that lil' nigga across town Hatin' on ya hard But he ain't ready to go to war Thats that fuckin' devil Devil get up off me Devil get up off me Devilllll get up Get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils get up off me Devils We talkin' bout devils We talkin' bout devils We talkin' bout devils We talkin' bout devils We talkin' bout devils We talkin' bout devils Yeaaaaaa Be on the look out nigga They got devils out chea Believe that Boosie Bad Azz (Boosie Bad Azz!) It don't get no realer then this nigga I'm the only one that drop shit like this (Believe that) We talkin' bout devils! Aus Songtexte Mania