Текст песни B.G. - Fuck Big Boy
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Текст песни B.G. - Fuck Big Boy
[First Verse-Tec-9]I'm back again, reppin' and I got my four tenDoin' you in when I creeps and spin the binNow the heat is on I'm comin' to get'chaWent through the 17th and couldn't even find yaCome to find out, that you were fat mouthin' and you'z a hoe( )The only time you seen the 17th is at a showJealous muthafuckas wanna be like meI represent that 3, the capital T-E-CYou bitches better keep my name out'cha mouthBefore I get a bag of that fire and wait outside your houseNigga, I catch a drain, ain't no motive, ain't no blame on what I do yaCuz I'ma fuck over youNow what's up? Cuz I don't think you ready to see no bloodFuck all that asshole and leave ya fuckin' head swollenI hit like floods, better yet, I stick like mudThem bitches P-N-C, I leave'em in a pool of bloodPartners-N-Crime, y'all some bitches, y'all some snitchesYou stupid clown, Chuck got'cha riches[2nd Verse-B.G.]Partners you bet not do no crime,Get no time and go to JAILCuz in that two man cell, best believe you gone get NAILEDMystikal you'z a hoe, it's time I Iet'cha knowY'all ain't ready for Local five, got a boot camp fulla hoesI'm gat totin', ready to leave your heart openBullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'Uptown, ya bound to get y'all wig splitY'all represent a 17th set that don't even existNow that's a shame, you reppin' just to get a nameYou can't survive in this game cuz you niggas lameI'm ready to take it to some "G" shit, street shitWhere caps get peeled, and wigs bound to get splitI'm off Valence, ain't no doubt this B.G. ain't realI'm bout to *hic* hiccup some bullets out my fuckin' steelPeel, make niggas kneel, bow down>From this clown that's gonna put you six in the ground.It's time a nigga put Big Boy where the fuck they belongRollin' wit Tec-9 snortin' dope best believe it's on[Chorus-Tec-9]Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin' but bitchesLick on the nuts and suck the dick[Chorus-Lil Wayne]Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes[Chorus-B.G.]You can jump up on this dick, like a morphodyke, BIATCH![Chorus][3rd Verse-Lil' Wayne]Say "Ah ha, Ah ha", yeah you thought it was funnyWhen you tried to rap, hunt, stunt, front, on Ca$h MoneyYou must have been jealous of that title that we holdin'Try to rep on that Local 580You must have been too loaded, too loaded, too loadedThey tried to pull a lil' stunt, on that Local 580Wanna be Pimp Daddy, Lil' Slim, and BabyThey put that whole CMR all up in they rapThey had us on they first tape and they proceed to sweatSo let's show them wannabes what we made of niggaTry to knock a B.G., I'ma spray a niggaSwear to God you was hard, but you don't want none of meCuz I'm a little-bitty killa off Amelia EastSo put two and fall, see I ain't with that boyCuz all I do is grab my 9 and break a nigga offSomethin' proper, I will make you droppaI'ma baby gangsta, not no P-poppaThis is dedicated to niggas that be fakin'Tryed to rock the crowd for the turf but couldn't make itIt was complicated so how you gonna rock them?While they was busy doin' the Hike and Eddie Bow'nI'ma stand my ground even though you try to bring me downCuz I'ma Ca$h Money clown from that Uptown, and I'm bout itNigga you know you not bout it, Come around my way I'ma have to get ROWDY[4th Verse-B.G.]Damn, I hate a busta bitch talkin' shitBut when drama time come they scared to do itThrow them thangs talkin' hard in the MicSay it in my face, be a man, and let's fightTake it to the street with a real baby GI'ma show ya I came bust caps send ya six feetI ain't bout none of that playin' or assholin'Nigga I'm splittin' wigs, leavin' heads swollenMystikal slippin' and on the pavement you get laidLight up through ya hoe, I'ma grab you by them dookey braidsPut'cha head down, cuz I heard about'chaIn Desert Storm, Uncle Sam got that mouth up out'chaSo let me get that out'cha bitch,I'ma run in your shit, cuz I'm a 13th nigga and I'm bout it[Chorus]