Boosie Badazz - Crabs in the Bucket lyrics
[Boosie Badazz - Crabs in the Bucket lyrics]
I want to thank god for
Getting me out the bucket the grind life
Yall crabs in a bucket the grind life
This ain’t swimming pool nigga we thugging
Marcus momma smoke crack and his
Daddy was a pusher
His cousin on for busting mother
Fuckers like a Russian
Cory momma crazy, him and Tony got nothing
As long as Cory got food
Him and Tony got something
His uncle name Wayne
He smoking crack with my uncle
Hit heavy in the cane
Selling crack to my uncle
Suge momma died man he was only 5
His cousin robbed a trailer
Gave that boy only 45 they gave that boy 45
We was crabs in the bucket and if we
Make it out we lucky but we thugging
The grind life
If we make it out we lucky but we
Crabs in the bucket and fuck it grind life
Head buster was my thug nigga
Daddy was a smoker put it on ya quick
Nigga crazy like the joker
My nigga fired things whole
Family straight thugging
His big brother my big brother
He best friends with my cousin
All of us was crabs in the bucket
Directions from the OG’s
Like Ya lil nigga bust it kevin was a thug
His momma could tell him nothing
6 at the top and the bottom he was thugging
No time to play the cops and
The robbers we was hustling
Big boy done lost his momma and
Big Chris like my cousin
We all came from nothing
We clutchin and we bustin
Another cross breed
Go to your head and try for Brohnson
That’s the blood of a gangsta
We was crabs in the bucket and if we
Make it out we lucky but we thugging
The grind life
If we make it out we lucky but we
Crabs in the bucket and fuck it grind life
Fresh was a hard head since he was young
Paula use to try to tell us
Change cuz we was young
But still we was some hard heads
On the hill coming
They stood over my boy (mike boy) with a pump
My momma was a teacher and
My daddy was a sniffer
His brother up in hunts
And his son on that river
I was on that river like
The crabs in the bucket
Nothing but killers around me on
The yard with them pokers
Far from broke niggas we
Was young dope dealers
All my childhood friends got
Somebody up the road we put it in our hand
Guarantee to smoke niggas
All my childhood friends, all of us sell snow
All of us sell dope
We was crabs in the bucket and if we
Make it out we lucky but we thugging
Thug life if we make it out we lucky but we
Crabs in the bucket and fuck it
If we make it out that bucket
We was crabs in the bucket and if we
Make it out we lucky but we thugging
I hop you make it out the bucket
If we make it out we lucky but we
Crabs in the bucket and fuck it
I hope you make it out that bucket
Getting me out the bucket the grind life
Yall crabs in a bucket the grind life
This ain’t swimming pool nigga we thugging
Marcus momma smoke crack and his
Daddy was a pusher
His cousin on for busting mother
Fuckers like a Russian
Cory momma crazy, him and Tony got nothing
As long as Cory got food
Him and Tony got something
His uncle name Wayne
He smoking crack with my uncle
Hit heavy in the cane
Selling crack to my uncle
Suge momma died man he was only 5
His cousin robbed a trailer
Gave that boy only 45 they gave that boy 45
We was crabs in the bucket and if we
Make it out we lucky but we thugging
The grind life
If we make it out we lucky but we
Crabs in the bucket and fuck it grind life
Head buster was my thug nigga
Daddy was a smoker put it on ya quick
Nigga crazy like the joker
My nigga fired things whole
Family straight thugging
His big brother my big brother
He best friends with my cousin
All of us was crabs in the bucket
Directions from the OG’s
Like Ya lil nigga bust it kevin was a thug
His momma could tell him nothing
6 at the top and the bottom he was thugging
No time to play the cops and
The robbers we was hustling
Big boy done lost his momma and
Big Chris like my cousin
We all came from nothing
We clutchin and we bustin
Another cross breed
Go to your head and try for Brohnson
That’s the blood of a gangsta
We was crabs in the bucket and if we
Make it out we lucky but we thugging
The grind life
If we make it out we lucky but we
Crabs in the bucket and fuck it grind life
Fresh was a hard head since he was young
Paula use to try to tell us
Change cuz we was young
But still we was some hard heads
On the hill coming
They stood over my boy (mike boy) with a pump
My momma was a teacher and
My daddy was a sniffer
His brother up in hunts
And his son on that river
I was on that river like
The crabs in the bucket
Nothing but killers around me on
The yard with them pokers
Far from broke niggas we
Was young dope dealers
All my childhood friends got
Somebody up the road we put it in our hand
Guarantee to smoke niggas
All my childhood friends, all of us sell snow
All of us sell dope
We was crabs in the bucket and if we
Make it out we lucky but we thugging
Thug life if we make it out we lucky but we
Crabs in the bucket and fuck it
If we make it out that bucket
We was crabs in the bucket and if we
Make it out we lucky but we thugging
I hop you make it out the bucket
If we make it out we lucky but we
Crabs in the bucket and fuck it
I hope you make it out that bucket