| I fuck with them junkies, killers, and car jackers
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| Niggas who stalk niggas with work and kidnap 'em
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| Them ballers with T’s, stunnas and head bustas
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| Niggas who pimp platinum Benzes and bubble-eye Hummers
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| If you’re ballin', then ball — you’re shinin', keep shinin'
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| You’re grindin' at the top when you get out, man, keep grindin'
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| See me, B.G. |
| — original H. B
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| Was taught comin' up motherfuck the police
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| I keep it real with the real — that’s all I know, nigga
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| Comin' up 'round my way you couldn’t be a ho, nigga
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| Ask Baby and Slim, they saw B.G. |
| grow, nigga
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| They witnessed me slingin' that llello, my nigga
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| Had work and I knew it — I come in your door, nigga
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| Tie your family up — they all got on the floor, nigga
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| By all means, whatever it takes to get green
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| I do cause I wanna bling — I wanna bling bling
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| (Hook)
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| I got to bounce, nigga
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| Bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga
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| Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga
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| Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga
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| I’m on probation, got me, I can’t smoke no blunts
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| A dirty urine 'll have me baggin' up thirty-six months
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| Just touched down, so I gots to lay low and be cool
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| But I keep that heat with me because these niggas is fools
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| I do this for my street niggas, my thugged out
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| Go-and-drop-off-a-ki niggas, stackin'-that-cheese niggas
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| Straight-'bout-beef niggas
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| Dressin'-in-black-shootin'-up-the-whole-street niggas
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| This is for my niggas
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| I ain’t nothin' but a lil' young Cash Money thug
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| Only thing I was taught comin' up was guns and drugs
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| So my thoughts is fucked up — I’m on some other shit
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| Like if-I-can't-get-you-I-kidnap-your-mother shit
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| Or duct-tape-your-brother shit, and turn yourself in
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| Turn on the weed eater and swept him 'til I get my n’s
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| I’ve been affiliated with killers all my life
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| That’s how I am cause all my role models weren’t right, so-
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| (-Hook)
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| It’s on if it’s on — I’ll ride or die, don’t give a fuck
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| Drama: I love it — I’m trigga happy, can’t get enough
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| The streets is my home — that’s all I know
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| I hustle to beat ya outshinin' - drive off the showroom floor
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| Baby, Beatrice, my nigga, Bryan, and Bubba
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| Taught me how to rep — taught me how to be a lil' stunna
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| He told me don’t worry 'bout nothin', get my grind on
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| Let my paper stack, let it be known I got my grind on
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| Gotta have platinum chain, platinum watch, platinum ring
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| It’s the year 2G — a nigga like me gotta have things
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| Ain’t no nigga gon' cross me cause I’m made
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| No busta gon' stop my bounce or attempt to stop my bling
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| If you really try me then I bring out my choppy
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| Cause I know if I hold 'em right then that nigga got me
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| From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga
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| Got twenty 'round your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga
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| From the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga
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| Got twenties on your whip, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga
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| From the east, the west, up north, and down south, nigga
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| Got twenty on your wrist, throw your hand out and bounce, nigga
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| (Hook)
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| I got to bounce, nigga
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| Bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga
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| Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga
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| Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like you just flipped two chickens, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like your whip on twenty inches, nigga
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| Bounce, nigga — bounce like you came up on a mill, nigga
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| Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga |