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B.G.
Me the B.G. and Baby my fkin runner
Two livin legends, paper chasers from uptown
About money and girls, puttin haters in ditches
We roll in trucks like Hummers and expiditions
Our relationship like Moses and Jesus
Ask one of our hoes, ain't no coming between us
Two black young heathens, that's how they treat us
Steaks and Fettucini is what they feed us
nigg* ridin shinin, me and my nigg* be sippin the finest winw
Spendin G's, making hitz back and forth, we flyin
Tryin to make a mil y'all
Cuz we roll with the motto, "Ball Til We Fall"
fk wit B you bringin B.G. all the way out there
fk wit me you bringin Baby all the way out there
Since '92, '93 our love been there
We never stand to a p*ssy, cash money, nigg* stare
I'm a Big Tymer, that's a fact
Suga Slim just signed a, me and him a contract
Capone thugin quick they bust yo head, watch that tone
In that mansion is where we lay our head at
We play high, go floss, roxin and drive drop tops
Way I bust it like Suge and 'Pac
Chorus Baby
Like Suge and Pac
Like Puff and B.i.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like Face and Jay
Like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a Million
B.G.
Like Jay and Face
Like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. comin thru like a sound right from machine gunz
Worth more money than these could wonder
You better think quick nigg* we hit blocks like thunder
Comin thru a dark tunnel of black on black Hummers
It ain't no secret we showed our as* last summer
We both got 3 or 4 girls we bang at first
and we see play boy to hide our riches
Me and this young nigg* we title the snitches
He the muth*fkin rapper and I'm the game stealer
And if you you fk wit him
I'll clear my bank account on one of you girls
And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace
It ain't nuttin in this industry gon fk
wit Baby and B.G. wit Manny Fresh's beats
Wit Suga Slim's Brains behind all this heat and my Hot Boyz strapped riding
Right beside me, nigg* I'll bet a million dolars to yo life there
I'll bet my rolex wit my bezzle nigg* to yo cable bill
It ain't nuttin in this industry could fk wit Cash Money
Cause we keep it real
nigg* Believe that
Baby
Now what
Chorus Baby
Like Suge and Pac
Like Puff and B.i.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like Face and Jay
Like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a Million
B.G.
I got love for my nigg* Baby
He heard I rap came on Va and seen me
Now we ballin, livin swell it's gravy
Cause I'm gettin my shine on don't you hate me?
B.G. and Baby, livin good for,
we just determined to hustle and get out the hood dog
fk wit me and my boy, I wish you would dog
We ridin dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog
Manny Fresh
Now what make these hoes thank that I ain't rich
What make these think that diamonds on my rolex ain't the s**t
My brotha Prmie taught me how to wear 2 rolexes at one time
nigg* I'm gon shine till I die
Me and this nigg* been togetha since he was 12
I knew this young nigg* would end up swell
I lose my mind and kept him writin rhymes
cause I knew he's be major at one time
Now I done rolled in the flyest cars
it aint no secret that Baby, B.G. and me are superstars
Chorus Baby x 2
Like Suge and Pac
Like Puff and B.i.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like Face and Jay
Like Russ and Run
nigg* Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a Million
Manny Fresh