all bout' my cheese I'm the one got yo' bitch and her girls talkin bout me B.G. name rating like a thompson fall Cruisin in my truck on the lake bazookas
on G's wit 30 keys of powder [Verse Two] I lay back and think again, tryin to come up on cheese Do what I gotta do, nigga it's all on me Just like it
white sheets in the UPT [B.G.] My block is hot wit killas, ATF be hittin Niggas slangin and snortin, if we spittin we splittin I put G's on the map,
up yo block Lock all doors and keep windows closed Cause we done rolled before So stay on the floor We ride deep in the all black camaro Sittin on mo's And we rolls tokin on
to watch yo back on the grind cause you know the B.G. coming Chorus: repeat 2X I'm silent B.G. and you know me from thuging I'm violent B.G. make
homies get on they feet for L.T., a G, throwin a gangsta a key So I can see all my homies ball in the U.P.T. [B.G.] Bat a bitch quick, that's the modo
on me Knowin they ain't bout to step cross Martin Luther King All these other initials besides U.P.T, and H.B. -- Don't mean nothin to the B.G I'm ready
areas Or six people will carry ya, niggas'll bury ya Bitch, I thought you knew? You can't fuck with me The B.G., you want me find me In the U.P.T.,
extra clip that's how i do I gotta choosin menu and playa its all on u Baby drop it to me on the DL And I drop to all my niggas on VL Put that coke in
that's All On U Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do? What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On U Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do? Uptown on
out to my nigga B.I.G. Listen to me playboy, check dis out I go, on and on and on and Won't take her to the crib unless she's bonin' PD call her on the
the party its the waffle house if u ever been there u know what i'm talkin about where people dont dance all they do is this and after the original u
' G's Check 'em out now, big pimpin', on B L A D's We doin' big pimpin' up in NYC It's just that Jigga Man, Pimp C and B U N B Yo yo yo, big pimpin',
" "D.E.F"initely I Know You Want A "G" Who Can Take You "HI" Higher Than A "J" What I'm Tryna Say Is Love Is As Simple As A.B.C All You Gotta Do Is Sing
folks can have you sleepin' in the clink I'm shittin' on niggas and peein' on the seat It's that nigga the B-I-G B-O-I, O-U-T Now party people in the
Im right here beggin u please don't go. [Chorus] [Verse 2:] [Tyrese:] Tank let me talk to him, G u knowin wat u doin here is foul, (What u mean) U
pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean Back with Stankona, Dungeon Family Pearl Cadillac on dics adn vogues, flip flops
meet your girl But you packed a lunch No D, to the U to the G for you Got a son on the way By the name of Bamboo Got a little baby girl Four years, Jordan