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Verse 1: (B.G.)Money makin` is my thingA mill is what I`m tryin` to reachGood shit to my peeps is what the fuck I preachBaby Gangsta is my titleAl Kapone is my idileTo protect and serve I roll with my assault rifleJack niggaz for nothin` less than a quarter key Take hits on buster niggas..... startin` at five G`sOh, I`m the young nigga dressed in black on blackWith glocks to mack in the hoop in `dis black on blackSpillin` brains ain`t nothin but a thang to meSellin cane and fame ain`t nothin but a thang to meWhen you see the B.G. I run wit` all real niggasValence and MagnoliasIt list nothing but trill niggasAnd we get ill, tryin` pay the bills, niggaUse the skills to hustlin to make a mill niggaFor information w`ere beachin` to make you squeel niggaDon`t spill, we use the index finger to kill niggaHow u feel gettin caught up in my paper chase Ya` feel the deal gettin caught up in my paper chase Go out the way `for my pockets to be nice and fatI tote that K `for my pockets to be nice and fat Picture a nigger from uptown wit` a millionActin` bad, buyin` motherfuckin` buildinsGet out the way or give your cash to meYou see, I bring heat backed up by B.G.Young niggas gettin busyTotin` K`s like it ain`t nothin` Uptown niggas buckin` like it ain`t nothin`Baby given coke to the young soldiers I told ya we takin` overKnockin` heads off shouldersThink you boulder `cause you older, but I`m colderWith the trigger I`ll run all over ya`Niggas talkin` yat and stuffWan` be rough, but I`ma see if you can back it upWan` be tough Let`s take to a triller levelLet`s get iller like a guerilla On the killer levelJust fuck wit` me that`s all I`m wishin`I`ma dust ya` Because I know you`re softer than whoopie cushionI be dishin` clips in and out like a ??? cat Come from the back in black Ready t-t-to attack-tack I`ll leave `ya flat, nigga (Chorus)1,2,33,2,1Cashmoney Niggas got the biggest gunsIt`s like the hip to the hopThe glock to the hipYou best rush home`For you get bust on....skip Verse 2: (Turk)I`m tryin` to be cool in this gameThis shits nothin` nice Play wit` niggas `dese daysThey`ll leave yo` body cold as iceBut I say fuck `em allMy ball never fallFive feet eight inches tallMy back against the wallAll I do is fuck hoes I got dreams to make a millLike them niggas in the noliaThe hustlin` skills pays my bills But still keep my hand on my glock just in caseNiggas try`na plot seventeen shots gonna stop The many tracks and that`s a factLeavin` niggas on they back Bitches play goin` get smackedEspicially if I don`t disrespect youAnd you disrespect meI`ma have to show `ya That I`m out that fuckin` M-a-g(Magnolia)I`m keepin` it real wit` my click, 226Smoke weed, hit P, get a lil` dizzyTake sips off daquiries Ridin` five-hundreds Benz across townMe, Duga, and B gettin to` downActin` wild, three young niggersDon`t mind pullin` the fuckin trigger Baby:That`s the return of the trill as niggers Verse 3: (Bullet)Livin` uptown you got`s to flight Get down and take it like

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