Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Livin' Legend, artist - B.G.. Date of issue: 10.11.1997
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Livin' Legend |
| I ain’t nothin,' but seventeen years old |
| Want to fullfill my dream have a million records sold |
| But niggas hatin on me everyday and that’s cold |
| I keep my four-four and I ain’t gon' let it go |
| My money can’t fold no more it’s in stacks |
| My nose is close now I see that ain’t where it’s at |
| My hoes done elevated I’m on another level |
| My wrist done elevated to rolex with the bezel |
| I’m young but bout nice things off top |
| Don’t fuck wit' what I worked hard for cause I’ll hit yo' block |
| I ride in big bodies |
| I sleep in big beds |
| Always wear boks (reeboks) and bauds always gon' bust a head |
| I’m a well-known lil' nigga |
| On my cell phone talkin' bout six figures |
| You get yo' dome bust on in a split second |
| Cause I’m gonna keep my rep as a livin' legend, a livin legend |
| What make niggas think they fuck wit raps I spit |
| What make 'em think they can touch beats from Fresh I get |
| What make 'em think they can compete with this hot boy clique |
| This haterism goin on and the world makin me sick |
| I’ma top notch baller all bout' my cheese |
| I’m the one got yo' bitch and her girls talkin bout me |
| B.G. |
| name rating like a thompson fall |
| Cruisin in my truck on the lake bazookas crumpin, dog |
| Fresh behind me in the burb twenties blind y’all |
| Niggas that broke lookin for hustle so they ridin fall |
| But I got my pistol for the busters got they eye on my gucci |
| Man I refuse to let these jackers gain a stripe off lil' duga |
| Since twelve I been thuggin keep a frog in my mouth |
| I had a dream off top but this rap game no doubt |
| Don’t get mad you ask yo' boo who the man and she confesson |
| 'Dat 'Dat lil' nigga off VL is a living legend |
| I know with my skills I’ll rule the south |
| Out bitch niggas mouth I’m sh-shoot about |
| Niggas don’t even know me want to leave BGeezy smellin |
| It ain’t my fault my tape stopped yo' shit from selling |
| I’m tellin you fuck wit' me you’ll learn yo' lesson |
| I’m tellin you I’m all about dome checking |
| I’m like the eclipse close yo' eye’s I’ll blind ya |
| Quick to out shine ya |
| Part of the Big Tmer$ |
| It ain’t hard to find ya if I wan' kill ya |
| Boy, you can’t hide these big heads will reveal ya |
| Me and my ch-chopper get near ya and spill ya |
| Bustin a head it’s something I always will do |
| I always get my chill on |
| And when I smile sparkle wit' my grill on |
| You get yo' dome bust on in a split second |
| Cause I’ma keep my rep as a livin legend, livin legend |