some bullets out my fuckin' steel Peel, 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
hiccup some bullets out my fuckin' steel Peel, 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
Traduction: BG. Fuck Big Boy.
they cant fuck with me baby (that mean they cant fuck wit you) you tell them like that bitch told scarface (what she say?) I dont fuck with help [Verse
go, my pockets be extra fat Big money on deck like arods next to bat SHIT Somebody contact the tabloids I'm a big deal like a contract from bad boy Yeahh
With an it don't even matter mood And a "Fuck you, pay me" attitude I'm that young boy, that slung boy That'll have em saying, where you get that from boy
?) ?I don't fuck with the help? [Verse - Fabolous] They say they out for dead presidents, never respected First of all, Ben Franklin was never elected That means him and Big
do is (BANG BANG BANG BANG!) And (KKKAAAA CHING!) And take your money [x4] [M.I.A.:] Third world democracy Yeah, I got more records than the K.G.B. So
Hootie] Too my nigga in a... bitch nigga mad cause I'm fucking this woman Get your ass beat put to sleep cause that's b game we too deep I'm what's poppin
big homie? What block you niggas bang? Who you know up on that yard, talkin' real big homies. Respect all the riders, G checkin' all the phonies You fuckin
what happening Looking so fly I don't smoke fry Got to be a G till the day that I die That's my big homie boy Lil Ke Boy you know I love you it's you
(*talking*) Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all Been waiting on this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers
(*Talking*) Shit, Z-Ro the Crooked, I know y'all Been waiting on this here, yeah shit R.I.P. Big Mello, Screw, Mafio, Big Boo, Gator All the fallen soldiers
the fog I ain't changed and I'ma rep you, and I really miss you dog [Hook] [Billy Cook] It's the G-M, and S.L.A.B. And your boy Billy Cook, repping
and he waitin? to trip (g.i.b.) Ol? G posted with a blunt to his lip Valdez on the floor two-steppin? with his Boozie already out thurr startin? some shit Get it Boy
