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B.G.
I fk with them junkies, killers, and car jackers
who stalk with work and kidnap 'em
Them ballers with T's, stunnas and head bustas
who pimp platinum Benzes and bubble-eye Hummers
If you're ballin', then ball - you're shinin', keep shinin'
You're grindin' at the top when you get out, man, keep grindin'
See me, B.G. - original H.B.
Was taught comin' up motherfk the police
I keep it real with the real - that's all I know, nigg*
Comin' up 'round my way you couldn't be a ho, nigg*
Ask Baby and Slim, they saw B.G. grow, nigg*
They witnessed me slingin' that llello, my nigg*
Had work and I knew it - I come in your door, nigg*
Tie your family up - they all got on the floor, nigg*
By all means, whatever it takes to get green
I do 'cause I wanna bling - I wanna bling bling
(Hook B.G.)
I got to bounce, nigg*
Bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like you came up on a mill, nigg*
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like you came up on a mill, nigg*
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigg*
B.G.
I'm on probation, got me, I can't smoke no blunts
A dirty urine 'll have me baggin' up thirty-six months
Just touched down, so I gots to lay low and be cool
But I keep that heat with me because these is fools
I do this for my street , my thugged out
Go-and-drop-off-a-ki , stackin'-that-cheese
Straight-'bout-beef
Dressin'-in-black-shootin'-up-the-whole-street
This is for my
I ain't nothin' but a lil' young Cash Money thug
Only thing I was taught comin' up was guns and drugs
So my thoughts is fked up - I'm on some other s**t
Like if-I-can't-get-you-I-kidnap-your-mother s**t
Or duct-tape-your-brother s**t, and turn yourself in
Turn on the weed eater and swept him 'til I get my n's
I've been affiliated with killers all my life
That's how I am 'cause all my role models weren't right, so-
(-Hook B.G.)
B.G.
It's on if it's on - I'll ride or die, don't give a fk
Drama: I love it - I'm trigga happy, can't get enough
The streets is my home - that's all I know
I hustle to beat ya outshinin' - drive off the showroom floor
Baby, Beatrice, my nigg*, Bryan, and Bubba
Taught me how to rep - taught me how to be a lil' stunna
He told me don't worry 'bout nothin', get my grind on
Let my paper stack, let it be known I got my grind on
Gotta have platinum chain, platinum watch, platinum ring
It's the year 2G - a nigg* like me gotta have things
Ain't no nigg* gon' cross me 'cause I'm made
No busta gon' stop my bounce or attempt to stop my bling
If you really try me then I bring out my choppy
'Cause I know if I hold 'em right then that nigg* got me
From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigg*
Got twenty 'round your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, nigg*
From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigg*
Got twenties on your whip, poke your chest out and bounce, nigg*
From the east, the west, up north, and down south, nigg*
Got twenty on your wrist, throw your hand out and bounce, nigg*
(Hook B.G.)
I got to bounce, nigg*
Bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like you came up on a mill, nigg*
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like you came up on a mill, nigg*
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigg*
Bounce, nigg* - bounce like you came up on a mill, nigg*
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigg*
