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[B.G.]I`m a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.Don`t stunt, nigga, my K hold fiftyAnd I will use, in a minute you six feetI refuse to lose, I issue bluesIt`ll be no cluesWhen I strike, you loseI tip-toe light in Reebok shoesYour issue`s.. where I hangYou cannot stand without your pistol in your handYou ain`t no manYou get ran.. off tha set... like a bitchAnd if you stay.. it`s trigga playMotherfucker, you get splitAnd once it`s on, it`s on, you all inI`m comin` full force after tha hissin`Stay off tha block.. `cause everyday I spin tha benWithout a grinHot Boy$ I represent.. to tha endJust me and my girlfriendWe out to winStill got ki`s for tenI get from BBring `em straight in tha U.P.T.After tha pack it`s chance for me off six deepI front a niggaTried to play me, ain`t playin` meThought it was all gravyHe got his issue(Chorus4x [B.G.])It`s gon` be 187 after 187It`s gon` be blukah after blukah out my MAC-11[Juvenile]They got a lot of.. niggas tryin` ta.. get me killedBut I done flipped.. tha fuckin` script.. and played it realNow I`m dippin`.. an Expidition.. around tha cornerAnd can do.. just about.. whatever I wantI`m money-rollin`.. and it`s legalAnd ain`t no quittin` in tha RegalBehind tha tints.. my chopper`s spittin`Me and Dougie.. fuck in (?), and showin` us inIt`s like a movie.. they wanna do me.. it`s on againI know it`s showin`.. how niggas scorin`.. I can hear ya talkin`Niggas knowin`.. now they hoin`.. to me for offersI can`t holla.. don`t have no powder.. until tomorrowBut I got a.. couple of dollars.. that you can borrowNigga, goYou`re `round my door.. you`re drawin` heatYou can go.. but on this porch you destroyin` meNo exception.. at disrespectin`.. can`t let it happenNow you step in.. my fuckin` section.. talkin` `bout jackin`(Chorus4x)[B.G.]Duck.. nigga, duckCuz when I come I gon` bust.. fifty-plusDon`t give a fuck who in tha wayIt`s on you.. when I sprayWhoever hit, look here, it`s on youTha B.G. and Juvenile.. tear it downWe get them pistols in our hand.. and act a clownNiggas fucked up don`t know.. what to expectCash Money liable to do anything nextFly around your set in a private jetHave your bitch next to me in a CorvetteOr ridin` on tha back of my motorbikeAround tha second line stun`n with tha loud pipes (vroom vroom)[Juvenile]We showcasin`, bodies erasin`.. we want it allJoe Killer.. told me be patient.. we gonna ballSeven figures.. me and my niggas.. we comin` upGettin` rid of.. tha garbage litter.. with fifty-plusNow we drainin`.. cuz that `caine in-side of our noseNiggas playin` it.. tha way we sayin` it.. to let you know(Chorus6x)[B.G.]Juvenile and tha B.G.Juvenile and tha B.G.Juvenile and tha B.G.Represent tha U.P.T.Tha H.B., uh-huhJuvenile and tha B.G.Represent Cash MoneyJuvenile and tha B.G.Playa haters can`t fade meYou can talk that shit if you wannaI`ll spin your cornerYou`se a gonner

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