that niggas that be all that mopin all that yappin all that talkin (talkin) this niggas will be all barkin no body hurd me stunt that ass stuntin (b
Vertaling: BG. Hou dat denke.
from the hoes that were more than likely passive Back when let me not reflect on the old sh-t I'm on to the new act, on to my new script B-tches better
s When all the ballin' stops, nigga never Home got a chrome one and a yacht Ten years from now we'll still be on top Yo, I thought I told you that we
achy, call me papi, hot as saki, fly as feathers B-but robbed that, sh-shawty house staked, g-got that prowl cat I wanna pop it like ecstasy, pretty face and all that
New) Just like my Proda boots, struttin like a model do Don't you wish you had another(Chance to) Get up under my skin, frontin' like you g-g-g-get it
' with kan-man and twist From the chi and I be Sippin' hennessy Play some R and B Tryina smoke A B Lookin' properly Feelin on A G And always Come with
over Baghdad, yeah) Ai, ai, ai, ai Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai Ow, ow, ow B I G Ow, ow, ow B O I Drop, drop, drop, drop it Take never brother Bob your head,
is next? Comin out to {fuck} with the best, put it in your chest Inhale it and hold that, blow it out when I say let go; let's see if you can hold your
We got the sauce, baby, we got the juice We keep 'em in a frenzy fiendin' for more On the Thug Line with F.B.G., 7th Sign And Mo' Thug once again we
thang smoke weed with my hommies bar-b-q them wangs sip hennisy and coke see i don't fuck with drank hold out bill ski because that shit aint cool we
that truck Ya knahmean, y'all niggaz remember that night dog? Only B.G. had his gun on him man, word up Styles P had his gun on him Besides that niggaz
up your seats Rock that shit, every corner, knock that shit Niggaz try to front on us, cock that shit (SL) I guess I'm gettin older Cause everybody that I thought
circle Tryna keep it clean like church clothes Said that respect was something had to work for But that ain't gonna work though Get your respect but lose all my worth, no You can get that
hot at the bar giving away more shots than G-I, G-I your girlfriend is all on my D-I, D-I you know, you know B-I,B-I ...G [Chorus] Ass hole in, bigger
bricks like a yellow road [Big Sean:] GOOD, I do it B.I.G. Sean Don nigga (But you found it mutherfucker) bitch I?m in, that no-smoke sec? rolling motherfucking
the fear that is growing in my mind I know I did us both oh so wrong I know I'm not always all that strong A, B, C, D, E, F and G Oh, that reminds me
niggas say "Damn, Tone" That's busted Bust it out, chant chant Common Sense you know is running things Let's show you we know you run it down You ain't seeing us though
