Текст песни B.G. - Reality Check Part 2, слова песни B.G.

Текст песни B.G. - Reality Check Part 2

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[B.G. talking]What it be like niggaBaby I see you niggaWeezy I see you too niggaYa`ll know what`s up with me just like I know what`s up wit ya`llYa`ll been through me just like I`ve been through ya`ll niggaSo you know I`m bout to check that assGotta check that ass[B.G.]I know you trying to feel where I`ve beenLaid back, ducked off, paper chasingDucking, dodging the penOn the road trying to make it shakeRap hustlin` from state to stateI got cheddar to makeAlso got cash for daysPies to push, blocks to moveCoke to sell 36 ounces for 22And I still got the block in meGlock with me, feds post up watching meMe and my clique got a shopBust the game wide openOnce it was down man you know we had to hold itAll of the sudden niggaz head`s start swellingMoney, fame, and power turn niggaz heads to melonsMo money, mo feddy, mo niggaz got greedyKnowing I`ma piece of the puzzle that`s neededHow you gone not break bread with B. Geezy?Break bread with B. GeezyYou don`t want me to shine niggaThat`s why ya`ll niggaz is jive niggazNothing but pretty-fine niggazDon`t make me grab that iron niggaPut it between ya eyes niggaBring you on that dark side niggaWayne you know you was mine niggaWay before Baby or RabbitNigga, B. Gizzle was yo` daddyYou know I`ll do you something nastyLeave your motherfuckin brains on the dash board of that G-WagonIt`s bout to get uglyYou pushed me to this point niggaNow you bout to get burnt niggaI`ma paint the real picture – bitch niggaYou know Geezy was the G`est in the clique niggaRemember I used to come and getchaYou remember begging Miss Cita to let me baby sit yaDog your under meYour whole life you studied meTryin to be one of meYou ain`t ready Dwayne CarterYou let Baby put cables on youYou a fish in shark infested waterI feel sorry for your daughterLook what she`s got…to call a fatherWhos gone get himself slaughteredThis ain`t even much the beginningGeezy ain`t even got startedNow hold up…say BubbaYou going there with me?You know I know what`s upFrom your office to house holdYou know I know whats upFrom (?) and (?)Now do you wanna be exposed?You want me to spread the how low?And tell the world how it really go?You know I`m from Uptown niggaYou know I`m the reason all them head bustas around niggaCause you know you ain`t down niggaYou ain`t ready to act a ass and straight clown niggaLook I`m the gangstaI`m the number one hot boyDon`t make me spank yaIf I catch you slippingIn one of them whips in yoursI`m gone pop a clip in and start spittingAnd anything that`s in my target is getting hittingAnything that`s in my target is getting hittingI`m too real nigga not to keep it real with meIt`s too much to be made, trying to steal from meAll that shit bout“Long as you straight, I`m straight”All that talk“As long as you got, I got”That`s dead weight, I need mineYou say I got it dog, I got to see mineMan your kids eating good I got to feed mineLook you say I`m a druggy and I got weak mindIt ain`t your business if I spend it in a weeks timeThat`s my issue nigga, so let me get itWon`t you just cut that check and let me spend itNigga won`t you just cut that check and let me spend itYou got yurn now why you holding mine?I`m a grown man I don`t need you controlling mineYou got yurn why you holding mine?You`s a bitch, I don`t need you controlling mineI help nigga make this bread, bigger that breadI can`t get a sandwich that`s how you gone play meMoney will never come between a clique that`s what you saidMoney freaked you out and went straight to your headYou never thought the day come I`d be from under you WayneYou never thought the day come I`d be doing my thangEverything that goes up must come downEverything that goes round gotta come back roundI`m telling you my niggaIt don`t pay at all to be a dog, ya`ll gone have ya`ll dayBut ya`lls gone come a little quickerYou gone get your issue fucking with this nigga[B.G. talking]How you love that there huh?Straight reality check niggaStraight from Gizzle to you bitch made niggazI can`t believe you niggaBaby you bitch niggaNigga I respected you, looked up to you niggaLike a big brother nigga, like a father figure niggaAnd you gone (?) on a nigga like that niggaBut I ain`t trippin` ya heard meCause you know I`m a gangsta in the game niggaI`ma get me nigga, I`ma be alright niggaIt`s all gravy ya heard meAnd Weezy bitch…you know I related you niggaCome on now, don`t play no games niggaNigga you`s a hoe, just like thatSlim I see you nigga, it ain`t you niggaIt`s your brother with that old shitJoe I see you niggaFresh I see you nigga, I ain`t trippin` ya heard meIt`s all good nigga, I still got that tattoo on my backI`m still bout my Cash Money nigga believe thatYa heard, I gotta wash my face every morningTo look at this bitch ass niggaz name on my armMan ain`t that cold ya heard meBut you gotta do the same thing too niggaEverytime you wash your face you gotta think of geezy niggaJust that like that nigga, fuck it I`m out here

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Reality Check Part 2

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