'N' My City Lyrics
[Intro]
It's all about the 6 figgas
You ballin nigga if you got five figgas
[Verse 1]
I got my AK nigga, and I'm quick to blast it
Game tight like elastic
Wit a block ??? murder jack it
Eraser, Baby Gangsta, V.L. nigga
I'm on a trail to Hell, before I go I want 6 figgas
Uptown i
'U' All 'N' Lyrics
First Verse:
Stop it right there, I dare you to cross that line
Do it I'ma feel you ain't respectin' my mind
I gets loose, backed up, with long toys
It's no truce fuckin' with these hot boys
Do whatever it takes to wipe your clique off the Earth,
Both cliques can't live, somebod
Ah Ha Lyrics
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[B.G.]
Ah ha, look
You'll never see me hangin' from no tree
You would see me hoppin' out a new Bentley
You'll never catch me broke on my ass
You would catch me gettin' head in a Jag
Won't see me jockin' a hoodrat ho
Would see me browsin' o
All On U Lyrics
Fa sho
I got my gat
so you know what that means
It's a bust back thang, I ain't goin' out like a hoe
When you comin' to get me I got the four four
When you come to down me playa please don't miss
Cuz that don't do nothin' but get my trigga finga pissed
If I live I live, if I die
Bat A Bitch Lyrics
I back the fuck out the bitch quick
cause these hoes ain't shit
they good for open mix shit
i put they mind on my dick
gotta put my ???, keep my hoes in check
if i let them disrespect then they always gone disrespect
always have these hoes in line, never whine or dine
break
Bounce With Me Lyrics
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[B.G.]
I fuck with them junkies, killers, and car jackers
Niggas who stalk niggas with work and kidnap 'em
Them ballers with T's, stunnas and head bustas
Niggas who pimp platinum Benzes and bubble-eye Hummers
If you're ballin', then ball -
Bout My Paper Lyrics
[Talking] B.G.
Uh-huh I'm bout my feddi by all means
Verse: 1
Look here I be on a paper chase I'm all about my cheddar
I aint touching the mic if it aint five Gs or better
I plan never to fall short again
I want game
Wootay I'ma tell ya no pain no gain
I hustle hard for what I w
Cash Money Is An Army Lyrics
Shit's just to real, respect my mind
I'm tell'n you what's real, I'm a come like this
Verse 1:
Money making is my thing, Cause I'm try'n to be rich
Try'n to put a way Mil (million) that's why I'm in ths studio on my shit
droppin rap after rap like we sell Key after Key
backed
Cash Money Roll Lyrics
(Baby of BigTymer$)
Nigga we don't drop albums, we drop classics
Verse 1:
I ain't even gotta tell u how Cash Money Roll
I ain't even gotta tell u we ballin outta control
Cause we do shows all seven days of the week
Top of the line rides flying up and down the street
Any kind
Clean Up Man Lyrics
Aw.....I'm comin' through the fog,
Dressed in black
Knock Yo muthafuckin' head off
Bitch nigga stop playin' wit me
First Verse:
Spark it up make it happen, grab your piece
You deceased, fuckin' with me, oh it's pure beef
Tragedy, homicide, battle me out there,
Nothin' in betwee
Dog Ass Lyrics
boy look at you wit yo big fine ass. what you need to do is let a nigga get behind that i'ma find that spot fa make grip once it get wet enough fa me i'ma let rip
Doing Bad Lyrics
B.G. [talking]
Wassup
Ahh.... Wassup
Verse 1
Hard times got a nigga in all black
I'm gonna jack for that silver pack where it's at
I need a hit nigga
I can't quit nigga
Get in my way and your shit get split nigga
Uptown is a cage for monkeys and killers
Got to be realah around
Fuck These Hoez Lyrics
[Mannie]
Yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah!
Yeah, yeah!
Run it like this
[Verse One]
I don't sweat no bitches, I only issue dick
I only dick in the splits, I never have been a trick
I label hoes as hoes, you can't be my boo
Bitch, I be home too, so how the fuck I'ma do for you
Alize and Ta
Gangsta Shit!! Lyrics
[B.G.]
Nigga gonna respect my cliq, us chaos
Once it's on, nigga you can't duck us
Motherfuckers, if you score from us,
Don't trust us
If you think about it
We made niggaz you can touch us
You bustas will want cliq in a sec
We need everything wet
Don't give a fuck about what you
Get On My Feet Lyrics
[B.G.]
Damn, it's hard, a baby gangsta is strugglin
The 9-5 done hit, it's time for me to start hustlin
I gotta get my serve on, them hoes look at me bad
My day 'bout to come, so I'ma bust out on they dog ass
I started wit a fifth and dime rock
Mook had gave me 20 for 10, I had t
Gun Slinger Lyrics
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[B.G.]
I got 'em all from revolver semi-automatics, automatics
Grenades, assault rifles - run up, I'll letcha have it
When it comes to guns, I'm one of the best
Get a few to the head, then a few to the chest
I've been ridin' - puttin' bitc
Hard Times Lyrics
Who put this shit together
I done done it all from jackin' and slangin' nigga trust that
Stealin' cars snortin' dope gettin' bust at
Never goin' ta school all kinda bull-shit
They callin' my moma in I got her lookin' unfit
But look it aint Cint fault I turned out this way
Its my
He Used 2 Be A Man Lyrics
Oh you gonna be trippin' bout this busta ass nigga
[Verse 1]
When he was on the streets he used to jack niggas
Ran around the project toting the mac nigga
He had niggas tip had em breaking him off
He had niggas clearing the block when it got dark
Now everybody thought that this
I Be Thinking Lyrics
* [Intro (Mannie Fresh + B.G.)]
[M.F.] Wuz up?
[B.G.] Wuz happenin' (Wuz happenin')
B.G. 'bout to run it
[M.F.] B.Geezy in here
[B.G.] Ya ever wonder...how they be broke--
([M] Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful) –-and loaded?
([M] Run it to 'em
Livin' Legend Lyrics
I'm tryin' to do right
But I'm surrounded by wrong
Avoid the all night flight
And still make it on my own
I'm tryin' be cool
Do what I gotta do
But playa haters all over
So I roll with my crew
I'm tryin' stay over
And just stay my ass in school
Ain't many choices to choose
And
Made Man Lyrics
[Talking]
Verse:1 B.G.
I been in this game for awhile I'm a paid man now (huh bruh)
On my sixth solo album I'm a made man now (yep)
Six years strong in this game
Been doing my thang (respect)
Eighteen
Livin' a millionaire dream (dream)
All my niggas worth ten Gs (off top)
Twenty
Order 20 Keys Lyrics
[B.G.]
Fuck all that asshole and papers on my mind
Trying to come up I need every single dime
5, 9, 6, 51, 09
Look out for me, give me something properly, 100g
Drop it on Ivana street to protect it
I'm up by 2:23 and some ozzies
I got a gang of B.G. to work the shit for me
A team
Plan Went Sour Lyrics
[Talking]
Picture, I'm always plannin kaperz tryin to come up on cheese
But my kaperz goin sour for the Lil' B.G., peep me
[Verse One]
I was born a loser, a stank pussy abuser
Murders I'm accused 'cause I'm a AK user
Struggle for my stat to be phattest on knots
Pack Glocks wit 1
Play'n And Laugh'n Lyrics
[B.G.]
I try to maintain keep my head straight
But my surroundin' Niggas want half weight
So what the fuck all I see iz niggas heads peeled
I ain't got to many postive relatives people
Try to tell me right from wrong but man I think
I'm grown I ain't resepctin no nigga cuz my dad
Problems Lyrics
Hook: I've got problems
In my fucking house
Bitch would you please
Get the fuck out
[Verse 1]
Trust these hoes, they all slick
I found out, they ain't shit
Almost was played by my main bitch
Over, she tried to pull 1 on quick
I'm paperchasing, trying to get rich
On a 68 tour
Real Niggaz Lyrics
Chorus: repeat 2X
I be thugging and it aint no secret
I run game so when it rains on me I can peep it
I represent to the fullest what you bout I'm bout
Freedom or jail I'm always gonna be thugged out, thugged out
[B.G.]
Lil Geezy be thugging to the fullest
Stay strapped, so
Rollin' Raw Lyrics
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
{B.G.}
I get that noise out these busters anything I ride
It's gonna have TV's in chrome on it
Run With My Chopper Lyrics
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[B.G.]
You know 'bout me and my chopper, nigga
Watch this
Nigga, I'm dressed in my T, Girbauds, and Reeboks
Gotta settle beef for a nigga shot up my block
Get my clique, load them things up in the van
Don't matter - they in front the law
Silent B.G. Lyrics
I'm silent B.G. and you know me from thuging
I'm violent B.G. make my money rap hustling
[Verse 2]
Me and Baby virgin thigh he beef when we creeping
swerving yo Benz every night no rest and no sleeping
we hustle serious with this rap like we playing in the playoffs
bitch nig
This Nigga Die Lyrics
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[B.G.]
Ain't this a bitch
(Hook-2x)
If this nigga die, then a lot of niggas gon' die
If my momma cry, then a lot of mommas gon' cry
[B.G. {talking underneath hook}]
(?????) - fuck it
Someone gotta handle that
Checkmate, nigga
[B.G.]
Nig
Thug'n Lyrics
Chorus: repeat 2X
I be thugging and it aint no secret
I run game so when it rains on me I can peep it
I represent to the fullest what you bout I'm bout
Freedom or jail I'm always gonna be thugged out, thugged out
[B.G.]
Lil Geezy be thugging to the fullest
Stay strapped, so
Thugged Out Lyrics
[Talking]
Wusup, nigga off top (off top)
Man, B.G. be hustlin' ya heard me (Hustlin')
I be grindin' and fuck the Police (Grindin') (Fuck 'em)
I don't give a fuck bout them
Look
[B.G.]
I'ma lil' nigga that will down you
Let off fifty rounds at you and
If you fake I don't want to
To My People Lyrics
[B.G.]
Come on, man (buck with me)
Let's do this here (buck with me)
If you confused, I'm called B.G.
I fear no one - fade me
Step if you want - it's on you
Just keep in mind I warned you
Look here - I'm young, dog
Two glocks stay tucked in my drawers
Gotta ride like that 'cause
Trigga Play Lyrics
I'm bout that trigga play nigga
I aint stuntin you bout two
You can get busy you know the choices is on you
I come through your areas to burry you
I slow you down take your Rolex with the bezel too
The B.G. a HB off VL
Tips on the creek rang choppers like a church bell
I armed ni
Uptown My Home Lyrics
(B.G.)
It's still an uptown thing nigga
B.G. representin' to the fullest
It's still an uptown thing nigga
Check it out
Verse 1: (B.G.)
I reside in the same place, nigga UPT
Represent the same war, VL 13
Still carry mine tighter, niggas real B.G.
Still tote my chopper, and my 2-
Uptown Thang (Remix Hot) Lyrics
It's an uptown Thang nigga
From the 3 to the 13th
As I proceed to hit the muthafuckin' weed
I be givin' you exactly what you need
To bob your head, cuz I know you likes to bob it
Back and forward to what that nigga Fresh droppin'
Music that's non-stoppin'
P-poppin' for the hoes
Uptown Thang (Wait'n On Your Picture) Lyrics
It's an uptown Thang nigga
From the 3 to the 13th
As I proceed to hit the muthafuckin' weed
I be givin' you exactly what you need
To bob your head, cuz I know you likes to bob it
Back and forward to what that nigga Fresh droppin'
Music that's non-stoppin'
P-poppin' for the hoes
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