With Tha B.G.

B.G. Talking
Don't fk with me
Tellin' ya

Verse One: B.G.

nigg* better tighten up
Before my clique start lighten up
fkin' with me Baby salutin' bittin' dust
My nigg* got my back thats a worry aint on my mind
I know if he got it he comin' out there slangin' iron
I got some with choppers M-11 glocks ya hear me
I'm tellin' ya if thats what cha get hit with come near me
know that I stack feddi sip fine wine
I aint no hoe so come and test me I bust fifty times
Put a nigg* in a blenda BLUKAH
Now you wish you wouldn't of slipped up BLUKAH BLUKAH
If you bout nigg* hatin' on me I don't give a fk
They thank I don't know they out there waitin' on me I'ma hit the bus
nigg* it'll be some s**t blood bodies all in the street
Everyday of the week fkin' with the B.G.

(Chorus) B.G. 4x
fkin' with tha B.G.
CaUSDh Money goin' broke puttin change on brain behind me

Verse Two: B.G.

I ride dirty nigg* chopper on the back seat
Ready ta hold quota nigg* where ever we meet
I gotta protect me
I can't let cha doom check me
I stays on my Ps
I can't see wettin' the B.G.
Yeah I'm still the same fire boy nigg*
Got beams on my toys and I still bring noise nigg*
I keep it real forever treal nigg*
Hoes be jockin' with ten solids cross my grill nigg*
Gotta get my shine on
I stress to ya I'm bout chesse so I gotta get my grind on
I gotta ride on crome
I stress to ya we got twenty inches on everything we own
CaUSDh Money off the hezzay
Besides B and Slim been way been on Fresh since the B.Geezay
It aint no secret handle biz black I keep tha ??? gangsta
He keep the fire as* trick nack
Then you know bout the H.Beezay
Wayne Juve Turk aint no way you can see me
Before you step to me thank nigg*
I'm tellin ya you don't need ale other drank nigg*

(Chorus) 4x

Verse Three: Baby
nigg* I'm a veteran at this s**t
Use my gat ta self protect me from that muth*fkin' bulls**t
gettin' crossed up
Tossed up
From fkin' with CMR gettin dished up
From millionaires plus
Diamonds bezzel crush
My lil B.G. plush
From his rolex to his Lexus truck
But we'll never get enough
Got this rap game fked up
And we greedy like some hungry tigers ikn this rap feezy
Off tha heezy
With this motherfkin chessezy
My lil B.Geezy
Know if a nigg* get outta line he gotta come see me
But for now got to Strails and get a nigg* some steak and fetticeezy
So I can go by one of my hoes with a full steezy
And watch this hoe scuff up to her kneezy
And send the video tape back to B.Geezy
And when finish hand it off to Man Feezy
And when he finish won't he toss to Suga Seezy
fkin' with my B.Geezy
I'll clear my bank account playboy you can believe me

Verse Four: Manny Fresh

Check it out baby boy while I run this s**t
The life you talkin' bout man I done done this s**t
Rough rugged
muth*fk it
If you can dig it nigg* then I done already dug it
Ready like the Marines
nigg* with infared beams
I go get my s**t I don't talk about dreams
Mr. Betty Crocker
Does it even c*ck up
nigg* knocka
Juice and vodka
Represent a stocka
If you ever get the nuts ta try ta try me
CaUSDh Money records gone show yo as* head bustin' is a hobby