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[B.G.]
I take drama as far as it could go I ain`t no ho That is something u would wanna know I get loose as a goose When beef in my presence i`m a hot boy fa`sho Nigga a living legend I straight creep if I get beef with ya They got T-shirt waiting on yo fucking picture Yo head leak like water drippin from a faucet Cause I was in the hospital Yo wootay these niggas think I lost it But I`m still a head busta Run with straight real niggas That`s a fatigue nigga So this the deal with ya All about cash daddy Face behind the mask daddy Choppers with 50 in em` Ready to blast daddy Duck or get down nigga Bounce or get bounce nigga U on side of a milk carton Can`t be found nigga Take it how u wanna Bring how u feel Take in blood nigga you get it how u live Chorus: ( Juve) Where the villian be That`s where I`ll stand I`m comming with autilary Up in my hand I`m showing u bitches the reason I`m the man I`m stopping u hoes from breathing u understand Verse 2: ( B.G) It don`t stop It want stop My glock on safety Cock if you get shot Don`t get shocked Cause you are aware of my actions U know I that U heard of me And that`s a fact son I`m bout whatever u bout nigga allday I`m 100% thug U wont`t trigga play It`s all gravy let`s handle it I get scandalous I call baby it`s confusion Army tool we using He beep me back We clicking up we set up A dangerous mob Once u wet up No getting up That`s how it is I hustle for my G`s Over hundred G`s Stun`n with versace It`s straight soldiers ree`s And soldiers rags, soldiers hats, Soldiers jackets nigga we bustin` soldiers pants We wanna go all the way out And thug????? Uptown my stumpping ground we camflouge down (chours) Verse 3: If you aint bout no paper I ain`t fucking with ya U outta line I`m gon flip ya B.g toten big pistol U know I represent Full of that dope behind lime tint Mercedes what I`m in We steal is a lil hint That u murder if you flinch 6feet in where u sent My occupation consist Putting momma on the front bench My click is often dangerous If they caught to hang with us thug with us Cause trust if u outside ain`t no love with us Where I`ll be all my rounds fucking down And that`s dat UPT U ain`t gotta hide you get down But it all good U get dirty I get dirty We all hood U be slurgin I be slurgin In the 929 fullu loaded sitting on chrome I`m hot boy that need a hot girl to take home I aint` gone bone light On dat dope dick I know you heard that we go all night Yo girl ?????? say B.G. ain`t right Chorus til end
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