[B.G.] Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder - that bitch is so heavy AK-47 a test ta a Mac-11, double clipped taped up Ready ta spray something, 175 shots ta clear the block I've rob through your neighborhood, day and night Stole clothes people inside, ya hood on strike I'm looking, for ya - high and low, nigga I'm searchin' 11 deep in the new Ford Excursion Me and my nigga P. - brother D's on weed Bet should re-infact, k' pot it clean Once you found you get down, burn torchin' and beat That's the treatment you get from a nigga in C.M.B. I'm the B.G. but you can call me - Shot 'em up shorty I'll get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet Baby gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga [Juvenile] Boss you wouldn't believe what happend ta me Last night I got hit for a package of ki's Who was it? Man I'ont know some cats They kicked in my doo' shot my wife in the back And you think them mothafuckers woulda left it at that They beat me in my head until I said where it's at Okay we go out in the streets and we get the word We hit up anybody that we think selling them birds Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war' C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car Me not worried about no witness Cuz them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me Boss, come ta find out it was Red and Black Them connivin' motherfuckers gatta pay for that I tell you what I gonna do, burn them cock roaches And payment for the cops in case they wanna approach us [Baby] I'm the O.G. nigga 'bout money and bitches Know how, ta flip a brick and deal with ditches My brother K.C
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Copy to Clipboard: [B.G.] Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder - that bitch is so heavy AK-47 a test ta a Mac-11, double clipped taped up Ready ta spray something, 175 shots ta clear the block I've rob through your neighborhood, day and night Stole clothes people inside, ya hood on strike I'm looking, for ya - high and low, nigga I'm searchin' 11 deep in the new Ford Excursion Me and my nigga P. - brother D's on weed Bet should re-infact, k' pot it clean Once you found you get down, burn torchin' and beat That's the treatment you get from a nigga in C.M.B. I'm the B.G. but you can call me - Shot 'em up shorty I'll get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet Baby gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga [Juvenile] Boss you wouldn't believe what happend ta me Last night I got hit for a package of ki's Who was it? Man I'ont know some cats They kicked in my doo' shot my wife in the back And you think them mothafuckers woulda left it at that They beat me in my head until I said where it's at Okay we go out in the streets and we get the word We hit up anybody that we think selling them birds Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war' C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car Me not worried about no witness Cuz them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me Boss, come ta find out it was Red and Black Them connivin' motherfuckers gatta pay for that I tell you what I gonna do, burn them cock roaches And payment for the cops in case they wanna approach us [Baby] I'm the O.G. nigga 'bout money and bitches Know how, ta flip a brick and deal with ditches My brother K.C
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