Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
{B.G.} I get that noise out these busters anything I ride It's gonna have TV's in chrome on it wood inside I got a variety of cars I can drive in I'm B. G. whatever it is I'm gonna shine in I don't be slipping' I'm on the issue believe me Top of the line rollie on my wrist when ya see me I want to be chauffeured in a Bentley Haters can't take that so they plottin' to flip me But I'm goon shake that a million dollars I'm try's make that these baler blacken' rookies They hate that i don't wear nothing' cheap From my head to my feet Twenty on my wrist ten on my cash money piece You can't help but hear my name ringin' on the streets From gettin' my ball on to Nelly and old lady You can try to look through my grill and get blinded playa All week long I like to shine playa
Chorus
Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
{B. G. } Juvenile gave me a ride to the drop top cut dog Let's creep downtown I know some girls Who gon twerk dog keep yo phone on Round eight I'm a call we gon click up Drop it off in these broads draws They only want to see a hot boy Break 'em down I'm a represent Because I'm from that Uptown Plug get iced up do what ya gon do den Let's split because it's goin' down on Infrared and Washington I follow you in the Suburb With the fifth rim chrome grill wood range stern wheel Baby Gangsta is worth six figures plus I'm thinkin' about a Lexus Truck For Christmas I'm a put TV's in both of the head rest's Women live to please me I can't say I'm not blessed Fresh look what rap got us Look what rap don bought us We followin' each other on two big body's On boulders
Chorus
Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
{B. G. } I'm gettin' my ball on like I'm in the NBA Hustle for a mil I do dat everyday Me and my whole click we just shinnin' House's and fancy car's all Big Tymers just buyin' Lyin' to these broads because we got it like that Black on black army truck we ridin' like that None of us want beef black brother's gettin' rich We always follow this model trick's ain't it Baby don't like to brag but he just bout a Jag Ferriah, and Lambergine with TV and stash That thing there fast and it's off the hook We don't carry cash we all tot a check book Leavin' haters in the dust competition shook Step aside on yo own or wootay ya get pushed
Chorus
Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa
Get Get Get yo shine on playa
Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
Get yo shine on playa it's on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches
[Intro: B.G.] Its bout dat time, believe it Its bout dat time, believe it Its bout dat time, believe it Oh yeah, we bout to do it.. its bout dat time its bout dat time, look I went back in V.L. with my dawg Ziggly, you heard me? and we ??? down like real niggas exposely down, check it
[Verse 1: B.G.] In 93 I hit the scene first album True Story I was psyched off ghetto boys no nuts no glory then I bounced back wit the classic Chopper City had every nigga in new orleans rolling with me then I shook back with that fuckin Volume One real street niggas was respeccin how it come then I doubled back with that fuckin Volume Two you know the name of em it was All On U a minute after that was Chopper City In The Ghetto I could'a came harder i kept it a lil' mello I went to jail came home dropped Checkmate and made it official B.Gizzle aint fake left Cash Money hit em upp wit Livin Legend had to bust a move baby was doin to much reppin now im back again aint a damn thing funny this album number eight Life After Cash Money
[Verse 1] I was born 1980 September 3rd thats the day checks come out and vics gets served so you know I got the blood of a hustla in my vain my daddy had 3 brother that all gave me some game they was raised in the projects I was born in the hood I was raised on the block my mom did what she could always got what I need sometimes I got a lil mo but I grew up watching g's on the set gettin dough I made b's n c's up in to 5th grade it went to d's n f's cuz I didnt want to behave I was the class clown Christopher raise hair I show my dick to them hoes and I get expelled yeah I get punished I was supposed to be inside I snuck out the back round the school fo lunch time the police spotted me id break out and run make em run behind me that was my way of having fun somewhere in 87 might of been 88 I knew of Baby and Slim we was from round the same way they moved a lot of weight but I aint gone tell it all *shhh* I´m a cut this boy short cuz my moms was involved
(B.G. Talking)
[Verse 2] You can put it together it was what it wasnt nah cakes to be baked but she had cakes in the owen she told me if I touch it that id fuck it up if I knew what I know now i would of took it n cut it up 92 roll round thats when it got real my daddy got set up kidnapped robbed and killed Cash Money Records was started that same year thats when my thuggin started I was gettin it how I live my moma needed help I was outta control the streets took me under I was on a dead end row the hood barber stand knew Baby and hit him up told him I had skills he needed to peep me up he did that snatch me him Slim and Fresh was feelin me took me to studio from that we made history
(B.G. Talking)
[Verse 3] In the mid east of that I was doin my thang and I met this four foot hustla they called him Lil Wayne that was my lil nigga called my lil brotha Baby drew a cross between us but I still love him Universal up to deal we went to get mills thats when nigga decided to not keep it real I had a idea I didnt want to believe it I wouldnt thought of it in a million years he'll do that to Geezy I had a dope habbit and markie was on my back so he turned his back but look how I shookback you know how it go you get up when you fall the streets all over they rooted for the underdog I got Kizzle I got Snipe I got Gar on my team and I got click of niggas ready for war on my team from Detroit to Atlanta Texas and Nashville play if you want and you see how the gat feel that was all in my past L.T. dog I miss ya its Uptown 4 life Chopper City Records the official
Boy, I fell off like a bad bag of dope, Ya heard me Ain't nobody wanna holla I done shook back like a 4 and a half heart Now everybody wanna holla If you ain't keep it real, I don't wanna holla
Chorus: Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, Now that I'm back on my feet Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, When you see me in the streets Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, Act like you don't know me Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, I don't wanna holla
Verse 1: You know how it is when you ballin, everybody wanna holla But the day you fall off, you lose most of your partners Niggas be acting funny, Hoes, they wanna duck ya Used to sweat you hard, now they ain't wanna fuck ya You screening all your calls, don't wanna answer the phone You ain't working with nothing, they wantcha to leave em alone You ain't working with nothing, they sayin they ain't home You sayin to yourself, Boy that hoe wrong I'ma get chu, Wait til I get my shit straight I'mma fix you I got a K beg for ya, I done bounced back, I'm here to clear my name up And while I'm doin that, I'm bout to fuck the game up A year ago, I was fucking my bangs up Now I'm on the grind just getting my change up The tables done turned, Now everybody wanna talk If you ain't keep it real, I don't wanna talk
Chorus
Verse 2: When I was on my ass, Niggas was acting funny Niggas would shoot you and look what the dope done him Niggas done me bad, I couldn't get nothing Now they see me shining and holla "What Up Cousin?" Ain't nothing, better get the fuck on 'fore I sneak ya Only real niggas can holla at me for a feature Bitch niggas, I ain't fucking with y'all kind So don't attempt to holla and waste my time (Nope) I don't want cha number (Nope), I don't wanna be your friend (Nope) I don't want your tracks, I fuck with Medicine Men (Yep) I don't want no crap, Don't you grin in my face Cause I know its fake, Make me spit in your face I'm back now, Chopper City's on the move And I feel like Ludacris, Bitch you better move Get out the way, While I'm walking through If you ain't real, I dont wanna talk to you
Chorus
(Talking) Ooh they got these niggas Be getting busted with like five, ten bricks Go to the feds looking at life Be home in about 3 years You know something ain't right with that
Chorus 2: Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, Ya done got an early release Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, Lookin at life and done three Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, I know you work for the police Don't talk to me, Don't talk to me Don't talk to me, I don't wanna holla
Verse 3: Man I ain't lying, the game done got flakey You don't know who is who, the game done got shady Niggas play hard, get popped and start faking Get off the deal of rap, They hop up and take it Look up next week, Ya shops getting raided Scared to go to the pen, they know they can't make it Calling me collect, I'm hanging up in they face Trying to talk in codes, I know the carbon trace I ain't the one to play, I know you can't be trusted (No) Everybody know you got half the city busted (Yeah) Boy you down bad, you playing the game raw I thought you was a G, you ain't as real as I thought (Ooh) You went against the code, You disrespected game You lost your ghetto past going against the grain Boy that's sour, Geezy can't holla I hope it rain on you and you got shocked by that wire (Uh Huh)
[Intro: B.G.] Whats happenin' look (whhaaaa) It's Lil B. Gizzle ya heard me One of New Orleans finest and if you walk with me for a minute in New Orleans I'ma show you how we do it
[B.G.] Look, me and my clique all ex-drug addicts And we got big money spending habits All got trucks and cars made by caddy And all got a bad girl that call us daddy You should see us, the weekend would buy you classic We on Canel Street holdin' up traffic Hollerin' at girls white, black, and hispanic From southern and grambblin' Tryin to make it happen We coming through big trucks sound knockin' Girls in the middle of the street p-poppin' That's how we do it, where we do it We don't play with it You got a K, you play We got a K we spray with it That's how we roll deep down in the boot We quick to shoot, but strictly bout getting loop Rest in peace to Souja Slim cause he was a fool Walk with me through New Orleans And ima show you how we do
[Chorus: Gar] Put chrome on everythang we own Uptown to downtown getting our grind on Now won't you walk with me, walk the walk with me, walk the walk with me walk the walk with me Come on Second line, super sundays and DJ's And even Petey Pablo and before Beyonce now won't you bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me Come on
[B.G.] All day on Monday it must be on the grind Cause that night is going down round the bottom line Tuesday night pop a pill and go catch a screaser Shoot cross the river Go holla at Juve at Club Caesar Wednesday I gotta see the girl shake You bring it off, they take it off at the Show Case Thursday night they 50 deep with they crew Uptown and downtown in the House of Blues Friday you don't know what to expect Why Wayne had me bump in that Key West Saturday don't forget your strap or your vest Cause anything liable to happen at the Duplex Sunday morning, on the lake parking lot pimpin' Sunday night it's going down at three sixty Rest in peace to Souja Slim cause he was a fool Walk with me through New Orleans I'ma show you how we do
[Chorus: Gar] Put chrome on everythang we own Uptown to downtown getting our grind on Now won't you walk with me, walk the walk with me, walk the walk with me walk the walk with me Come on Second line, super sundays and DJ's And even Petey Pablo and before Beyonce now won't you bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me Come on
[B.G.] It ain't no secret New Orleans is full of guerillas It ain't no secret New Orleans is full of some killas It ain't no secret Chopper City in the door It ain't no secret I'm backed up by Cutt Throat It ain't no secret I ain't a rookie, I'm a pro It ain't no secret it ain't bout Cash Money no more If you real than you know from that git go It's alwayz been Chopper City in the Ghetto Now VL where you at throw your hands up Magnolia where you at throw your hands up Melphamine and Josephine throw your hands up For C Murder Calio throw your hands up Downtown where you at throw your hands up Stop the violence everybody put your gats up Rest in peace to Souja Slim cause he was a fool Walk with me through New Orleans I'ma show you how we do
[Chorus: Gar] Put chrome on everythang we own Uptown to downtown getting our grind on Now why don't you walk with me, walk the walk with me, walk the walk with me walk the walk with me Come on Second line, super sundays and DJ's And even Petey Pablo and before Beyonce now don't you bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me Come on
(B.G. Talking) Whats Happening It's Lil B Gizzle (Check Me Out) Ying Yang Twins (Oh Yeah) And We need a hot girl I'm tellin you we want you to do it like this
Ying Yang Twins [B.G.] Bounce u booty, shake your ass hoe (Work, work, work that back) Take ya clothes off hoe (Work, work, work that back) If you down with that city (Work, work, work that back) If you ain't scared of this dick (Work, work, work that back)
[Chorus: Ying Yang Twins] Bounce that booty like a basketball (What) Hoe get crunk, and hold the wall Lord (Ooh Lord) Lord (Ooh Lord) Lord (Ooh Lord) Lord (Ooh Lord) Hoe, shake it like the renters do (What) Naked while you talkin hoe, I ain't saying shit to you No (Ooh No) No (Ooh No) No (Ooh No) No (Ooh No)
B.G. (D-Roc): I'm a gangsta, I like a nasty ass hoe When we make it happen, you know exactly how it go First nut I bust, hear she a pro I ain't gotta ask, it goes straight down the throat I'm a hot boy, you know what I expect A hot girl with good sex and good neck I'm a g, I'm a player, I'm a pimp, I'm a mack I wanna see you work that back Lay it down, hit the club, hit the floor Catch the wall, later on shake it off and break it off Let me and my niggaz fuck you like a dog and we gonna fuck you like a doll Say D-Roc you got one, I got one (Yep) My hoe said you could get fuck if your hoe say I can fuck (Yep) Let's talk nigga, you know I'm fine with it (Alright) Let's get them hoes together, make 'em get wild with it (Alright)
[Chorus]
(Kaine) Why you talking like a superstar, All the ass and titties Bitch, I give a damn who you are While we at the nudie bar Shorty said I'm being rude for her Ain't shit I could do for her She the one butt naked in the club Talking bout I'm disrespectful, let's fuck I just want my dick sucked We be chancing, D-Roc have some big farmers in the trunk (D-Roc) Must be jelly cause jam shake like that I'm the cold, baby back your ass up on that Let me see if your pussy fat Touch it where your private at Is you cool with that? Cause you bouncin that booty like you riding the dick Got me wanna fuck, dick hard and shit It's on you if you bout a bitch Fuck all that nasty shit, get nasty bitch
[Chorus]
[B.G.] I'm a hot boy, real hot dick nigga Travel from state to state, Hoes jock this nigga Working with hot mouth, you got this nigga I'm a G, jackoff let you watch this nigga When I skeet, gotta play left field (Splash) Catch it in your mouth, wipe a little in your ear Keep it real, Even let you bring a friend (Alright) She see how I work you, best she wanna join in
(B.G. Talking) What's Happenin Mayne? This Lil' B.G Your #1 Hot Boy and I got my Chopper City boys ridin with me You know what I'm saying and we bout to fuck the game up on some real nigga shit. Look
[B.G.] I'm official in any neck of the woods I could hop out on any step in any hood Niggaz know me and will come up and wanna fuck with me bad A click of niggaz with choppers in black with ski masks I'm a coach so I play the sideline Let Kizzle go and snipe at these niggaz that out of line I'm a hot boy, people know whats happening with me Took the chrome of all my whips and put 'em on factory I could do that, shit real round here Ask a nigga, all that stuntin get you killed round here Park the Benz, hop in the crown vict Behind a little more tenth, think I'm the law, I spin a little bit I just blend in with the rest of the traffic You don't know its me thats in the camoflauge caddy It's 2004, Chopper City in this bitch Fuckin the game up on some real nigga shit (Talking) We still get our shine on, ya heard me
[Chorus x2] We on factory, We on factory We ain't got nothing to prove, We on factory We on factory, We on factory We took all the 22's, We on factory
(B.G. Talking) Y'all hoes still gonna jock us cause we real Nigga What's Happenin
(Hakim) I'm a flosser, you know I be iced out Hot Kizzle, the hot boy with no slugs in my mouth I'm an ex-drug dealer, used to have drugs in my house Now I know how I'm livin with real thugs in my house If I ain't on chrome, your bitch still gonna jock me (Fa Real) Man I'm on fact and that nigga still gonna knock me You hate niggaz, y'all really need to stop it I'm young with bad nerves, I got the K in the closet My wrist worth 20, Neck worth 20 Earrings worth 10, bitch the whip cost 100 100 in the case, 17 in the glock Two million where I stay, 20 bricks on the block I'm a mary jane smoker, game soaker Frame thrower, A Uptown Lane Roaster A 100% real nigga, look me up and down Located in Chopper City, G'd Up in Soulja Town
[Chorus]
(Gar) Fuck pushing 10 whips, I spin in the wide track Bitches still get side-tracked Ain't got my ass out, ride class course, they pass out Been tossin brizzles with Gizzle before vehicle Actually factory got me with a whole faculty I got dubs but I thug and play hubcaps They love trap but don't need to tell and the bullets sell and your body in hell and shot 'em villians and pulled off alot in big bodies, no ceilings, three wheelers thats how I'm peelin but I'm still the pigeon from runnin straight (Sniper) Low, Low, 4-Door, Something tinted up on factory I'm Lo Pro, foul, dicksuckers no longer be harassin me Niggaz actually trippin thinking a nigga Can't tell the difference between them adapter kits and the set of sprewells, man they slippin I'm on factory, with 20 stacks on me With 40 cal, I ain't worried bout nobody jacking me But people hacking me, they just be passing me I just got my package from the west right back to the east
[Chorus]
(Ziggler The Wiggler) Yeah, You pullin up at the light Your rims looking good You got them spinners But when your hoe asks you to take her out You can't even afford I-Hop You pullin up at the club Jumping out with brand new shirts on And she say gimme some money You can't even keep your phone on Nigga we on factory behind them old 10s with 20 stacks in our pocket nigga This Ziggler the Wiggler baby and we kicking the door open for some real niggaz You understand me, Guess what? All them real niggaz, you got a chance now baby and we out, oh boy
(Talking) What's Happenin Mayne? This Lil' B Gizzle, Ya Heard Me At any given time it could happen So I'm here, you know I gotta make it happen, Look
Verse 1: I'm a street nigga, I live my life on the edge and the last on the streets gotta know how to play Niggas don't play fair, they be telling the feds All a nigga business where he drive, where he stay at Thats fucked up, thats cold, thats sour Keeping it real is the code I follow I honor the street code, don't rat, don't snitch Get popped, be a man and take ya lick I done backed out, I done gave the game up The life I was living dawg, I had the change up Eventually, I would end up banged up, stressed out Uptown somewhere with my brains bust I ain't rocking like that, Nigga I'm trying to live I ain't trying to get killed, Trying to get these mills Trying to fuck these hoes, do these shows and cop my whole click benz 5 double 0 (benz 5 double 0)
Chorus x2: I could be dead tomorrow but I'm alive right now (right now) I could be loaded tomorrow but I'm not right now (right now) I was living yesterday but I could die right now (right now) It's my year and my time so I'm gonna shine right now (right now)
Verse 2: Nigga thought I was gone and I never stopped druggin When I first left it alone, nigga thought I was stuntin Almost a year strong and I ain't done nothin Still get my grind on cause nigga I love hustlin Addicted to gettin hoes and gettin this money Addicted to slangin dick cause Gizzle love fucking Need to go to rehab cause I love head bustin But I love the streets, I'm always be thuggin If you a game stashed nigga, you gotta know how I'm coming You gotta know if you want drama, nigga then its comin Cowards hatin on me, even much on my block They don't want to see they only nigga on top I won't let they worry me, They know how I'll let Juvi rock They know if they get out of line, I'ma make it hot I'ma make it stressful, I'ma make it hard They can't hang nowhere from the 3rd to the 9th ward (3rd to the 9th ward)
Chorus x2
Verse 3: I could be dirty tomorrow but I'm not right now I could be hurtin tomorrow but I'm shot right now I could be broke tomorrow but I'm not right now I keep shows every week cause I'm hot right now I could get caught tomorrow but I'm out right now I ain't fucking with nothing, it's a drought right now I'm up on my game, cause I'm living right now This all about Geezy and Chopper City right now (right now)
Chorus x2
(Talking) That's how it is, ya heard me I know I could've been dead yesterday Living today, I prolly get loaded tomorrow Now I'm doin it right now, It's cool though ya heard me Ain't no disrespect, It ain't no more Cash Money, no living in New Orleans It's 2004 Chopper City Cutthroat, Ya heard me That's how we playin it, Those who layed this right here Baby For real, For real
What's happening nigga If you in a club right now I want you to hold your car keys in one hand I don't care which hand and hold your bottle up in the other hand We rolling nigga, I'm rolling like this here, Come on
[Chorus x4] Rollin in my cadillac Rollin in my cadillac Rollin in my cadillac Rollin, Rollin, Rollin
[Verse 1] When I pull up, I'm in something real wide Five Hundred insealer, 745 Niggaz be booting up, Hoes they wanna ride Only way if thats gonna happen is you jack me off while I drive I'm G'd Up, A Soldier now, Thats gonna be til I die Feety gonna hold me down with the tracks you feel and vibe Yeah I used to get loaded, I got nothing to hide But look at me now, I'm focused, you can tell I try You can even tell the way I lean when I drive It's a new day, new time, I got money on my mind Best cup your hoe, I take it she fine You know she fuck, cum one of a kind I'm a gangsta, I keep it peed on my side I'm a gangsta, If I see it and want it, I buy it Cowards be ego-driven, Swallow their pride Either way it go, I'm do me and get mine, I'ma roll
[Chorus]
[Verse 2] I got money now, I ain't hurt nigga You want a verse, I get mad, not work with you If you got street money, then the price different You in the major league, you know you gonna taxed quickly B Gizzle back nigga, the hood still love me Go to the club, me and my dawgs still pop up late Go the mall and these hoes still wanna touch me Can't help it, I'm thuggin, its just the streets love me It's too late for Baby to try to reach out and touch me Judge had to make that bust up my fucking money I was druggin hard, Nigga thought it was funny Now I think its funny, I just say I did it, done it Now I'm up and running, Geezy don't forget Nothing fuckin with Chopper City, this is our year Dawg we settin rules and we breaking grounds If you real, then you know how we getting down, Better roll with me
[Chorus]
[Verse 3] When I was 17, I was considered a grown man Single mom did that, shit ain't turn out bad I was 15 in 95, with a '94 Grand AM Shoulda seen when I got that 19 9 and hit the ave I was sixteen by the time I was 18 Had a firebird, a lex and some bling bling Doing my thing, living my dream by 19 Came through, Benz Jeep on dubs with TVs Niggaz hated on me, Hail these nuts wished that I fall I'm a hell of a hustler, its in my nature to ball It's a trade I got to get money and stand tall Niggaz who hated yesterday, make 'em hate more tomorrow Fuck all y'all, I'ma do me, do you You want beef, fake beef, fake I'ma be true Every year I'm bustin heads, pullin out something new Fucking the game up everytime I come through, better roll
(intro) this is for that niggas that be all that mopin all that yappin all that talkin (talkin) this niggas will be all barkin no body hurd me stunt that ass stuntin
(b.g.) see where i'm from we huslle to make a livin from riving surfing what eva u name it then gizzle did it what eva bringing the chedda i'm with i gota get it for outa the take amerence i'm still x on forgeting on this i'm on the block when is barpin on when it snow when it rainy or sunny bringing keys to detroit in snow holla was havin water and hollin whut up dog them bows 1300 them blocks is 20fo i aint no bruket in the game i'm a pro soon as i jump of the powch phoebe show me how u go that was in 92 see by 90fo i was cookin cuttin em win in the grind getting do man all my life i'm gonna be a street nigga as long i'm in the game i play for keys nigga i catch a nigga playin i'm bringing that heat nigga most of these niggas be spying u want no beef nigga
(chorus)x2 u talkin shit nigga hold that thought all be right back wit that mac i might to dispose that thought let me see whatcha was thinking u wanted to be smart u brains is in the street now nigga u sleep naw
(b.g vers 2) nowa days i try to lay wit'em to be cool but this fuckers be trippin straight dis respecting tha rules and they know i'm a dawg with ma hand on a 2 i dont know what they choose still testin dus but i now what ima do since i got too much to lose and ma chopper city boys they twikin to act a fool twikin to grap them chopper twikin to cut'em lose twikin to leave ya sip full bollas wit out a clue twikin to hang yo family criving saying the blues twikin to tell you that them was all on u i aint the want to be fucking with but if u bout money i'm the one who you should try to plug off cant get this money with i'm on some other shit but if u cross my line i turn back to hit bus and quick and spit a nigga shit i bet i pis out a nigga with this bullets like a bet the pis out betch
chorus)x2 u talkin shit nigga hold that thought all be right back wit that mac i might to dispose that thought let me see whatcha was thinking u wanted to be smart u brains is in the street now nigga u sleep naw
(b.g. vers 3) talk behind ma back in the street i'm a hip howdy keep ma it in the streets so i'm gonna hip howdy and i bet when i catch ya they gonna hip howdy if i had laid out the streets like a lil childy and found it man i'm a fool with it and if them poeple come and question me i'm a say i had nothing to do with it i dont no who did it but he had a big mouth that nigga was always called lose lipping
chorus)x3 u talkin shit nigga hold that thought all be right back wit that mac i might to dispose that thought let me see whatcha was thinking u wanted to be smart u brains is in the street now nigga u sleep naw
