Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bounce With Me, artist - B.G.. Album song Checkmate, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.11.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Cash Money
Song language: English
Bounce With Me |
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 — 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 motherfuck the police |
I keep it real with the real — that’s all I know, nigga |
Comin' up 'round my way you couldn’t be a ho, nigga |
Ask Baby and Slim, they saw B.G. |
grow, nigga |
They witnessed me slingin' that llello, my nigga |
Had work and I knew it — I come in your door, nigga |
Tie your family up — they all got on the floor, nigga |
By all means, whatever it takes to get green |
I do cause I wanna bling — I wanna bling bling |
(Hook) |
I got to bounce, nigga |
Bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga |
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga |
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga |
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 niggas is fools |
I do this for my street niggas, my thugged out |
Go-and-drop-off-a-ki niggas, stackin'-that-cheese niggas |
Straight-'bout-beef niggas |
Dressin'-in-black-shootin'-up-the-whole-street niggas |
This is for my niggas |
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 fucked up — I’m on some other shit |
Like if-I-can't-get-you-I-kidnap-your-mother shit |
Or duct-tape-your-brother shit, 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) |
It’s on if it’s on — I’ll ride or die, don’t give a fuck |
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 nigga, 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 nigga like me gotta have things |
Ain’t no nigga 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 nigga got me |
From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga |
Got twenty 'round your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga |
From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga |
Got twenties on your whip, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga |
From the east, the west, up north, and down south, nigga |
Got twenty on your wrist, throw your hand out and bounce, nigga |
(Hook) |
I got to bounce, nigga |
Bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga |
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga |
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga |
Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga |
Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga |