Kjfamous - Old Louisiana Lyrics

Aw shit

I remember the old Louisiana
Like it was yesterday
Na'mean?

Straight thuggin'
Straight hustlin'
On the corner
South side motherf*cka

Hey
Ain't nun like the old Louisiana
Ain't nun like the old Louisiana
Ain't nun like the old Louisiana

I remember bumping
Boosie Boo with the crew
Way 'fo high school
When Master P
Would have me jumping out the top roof
And Juvenile with the ha
Let Mannie come produce it
And them titties gon bump
Remember back when Murda hit the scene
With Mystikal and Silk
I miss the apple Hubba Bubba with a sprite to sip
Balling at Magnolia Woods pulling up to Beef Wit' Me
'Memba hard head pumping killa' in a wife beat
Can't get mad at me because I love it
Respect to woe be thuggin'
As a youngin' Hustla Musik
Had me thinking I'ma pope or something
The Drought 3 had me going crazy
Conversating at a hoe
Like A Bay Bay
Hollin' A Bay Bay, A Bay Bay let it play
Soulja Slim, Magnolia Shorty know them n****s don't play
A Soulja Mentality back when Trill had the street in me
Remember Savage taught you how to spell independent
I miss the old Louisiana

Ain't nun like the old Louisiana
I miss the old Louisiana
Ain't nun like the old Louisiana
Old Louisiana
Ain't nun like the old Louisiana

Remember
Them bar-b-q's at the group
The candy lady here soon as I make it home from school
I swindled up a 25 cent dixie cup
And them Boston Red Beans got me feeling sharp as f*ck
She thick as f*ck
And got me singing How to Love
From parties and the drugs
When the grown folk would bounce and make a club
Jocin' with the cuz
Back when the school bus had many Fila's
On them neighborhood kids feet
It made me feel live
Used to buck it
Ain't smoke til middle school
I'm yelling f*ck it
Bumping Josh I got that Jigga Juice
And all them hoes love it
Bitch I'm thuggin'
I used to dance to Call The Police
Because they always in the neighborhood
We gets no sleep
And Max Minelli, Foxx and Webbie
'Memba Satelites
When n****s hit ya for the reggie
With a lower price
When Cash Money had 2000 poppin'
Back when New Orleans had the Hornets
CP3, Stojakovic
I miss Louisiana

Ain't nun like the old Louisiana
(Hey, hey, hey)
I miss the old Louisiana
Ain't nun like the old Louisiana
Mane I miss Louisiana
(I miss Louisiana to the fullest n***a)
I miss the old Louisiana

(I wish we could bring back that old spirit)
(I guess that's what I'm here for right?)
(Right?)

Ain't nun like Louisiana

Back in the day
Them beignets
Amazed
And King Cake (South side)
All in my face
Soon as I get a plate (225)
Katrina
Remember Rita
I remember Devery
Marques, Sharper, Shockey, Thomas, Lance and Meachem way 'fo Ingram
I was a fool think I'm Reggie Bush
Out in the street playing tackle thuggin' with the crooks
I often think about my child hood livin' good
Mane how ya feel?
Damn good
Mane I miss Louisiana

Ain't nun like Louisiana
Ain't nun like Louisiana
Bitch y'all ain't f*cking with Louisiana
Mane I love Louisiana

Mane fade my shit out n***a I'm done
(Ain't nun like Louisiana)
I'm done
Mane f*ck all y'all
If you ain't down with the south
Then it's f*ck you motherf*cka (Nun like Louisiana)
South side
225, 504, 337
It don't matter motherf*cka (Ain't nun like Louisiana)
We coming at you straight up
Baton Rouge, New Orleans
This is how we do it
Na' I'm sayin'?
Na'mean?
Motherf*cka uh
(Nun like Louisiana)

Bitch it ain't nothing like Louisiana
Bitch I love Louisiana
Bitch I love Louisiana
(That was the shit)