the twin burner 21 shots in my drawz Red beam on a pig make 'em pause And y'all can't fuck with the style I bring Been wild as a child ever since I came
is a kilo, a apron, show me the stove general electric, perfected, cooking them O's no more peanut butter sandwiches, now we looking at loaves hoes, I need a
, you suckers, B I G I'm a get them, mother*** Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie In the
a long time but now I'm re-energized The life and times of a mastermind Dedicate every breath to claim my designs, mine And the day I die, let a G4
the n9na Tech cause in a sec I'm finna be busting like Boom boom [repeat] [2nd verse] Ninety-three She invited me To a party in l.a. So popular She
street And know the gangsta mode It's like this, fuck a bitch And that's the G code We used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers
a no, niggas, didn't know that I could go off And show off, and throw off the law, turn, send ten shows that'll burn Whats left is a muthafuckin' dent
eye ...might as well give it a try. Showin' bad spots kinda sorta remind me of baby girl from soul food Vivica fox, I'm in a mimigets strech limosine She in a
people goin off like a high school build And all my money in stacks, and all my pockets on swell Mobbin' like a playa, but I'm still a G doe Pager goin
'll show 'em who 'bout it, 'bout it How the dealer stole and cut it, police won't even touch it I'm a rich nigga come to my show and bring your bitch
you tryin to make a gram tonight Cause I can get it for you raw, gray, tan or white Fuck rap yo, I'd rather be plannin a flight Somewhere hot on a wave
'bout as funny as Barbara Bush in a bobsled Now how wrong can you be to think we play Even a broken clock is right at least twice a day So now ya feelin
I'll be leaving in a second Sipping magic from a chalice, detached from the distractions At last, I can relax, looking past all of the action A fraction or a
hoes [Baby] Nigga what? I don't give a fuck Lil' BGeezy show these niggaz you don't give a fuck [B.G.] My presidents make a nigga break it off Be'cause
Everybody on the muthafuckin' floor, soon as a nigga get inside My hood, my click, your wife, my bitch Show a nigga that you really love him, set him up to hit a
father My melody is deadly as a pin in a handgrenade 5 seconds before you get played You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up Ever see a sucker scatter
fuck the father My melody is deadly as a pin in a handgrenade 5 seconds before you get played You can't throw me, I guess you'll blow up Ever see a sucker