featuring Big Tymers

B.G. [Talking]

Don't fuck with me

Tellin' ya

Verse One: B.G.

Nigga better tighten up

Before my clique start lighten up

Fuckin' with me Baby salutin' niggas bittin' dust

My nigga got my back thats a worry aint on my mind

I know if he got it he comin' out there slangin' iron

I got some niggas with choppers M-11 glocks ya hear me

I'm tellin' ya if thats what cha get hit with come near me

Niggas know that I stack feddi sip fine wine

I aint no hoe so come and test me I bust fifty times

Put a nigga in a blenda BLUKAH

Now you wish you wouldn't of slipped up BLUKAH BLUKAH

If you bout nigga hatin' on me I don't give a fuck

They thank I don't know they out there waitin' on me I'ma hit the bus

Nigga it'll be some shit bloody bodies all in the street

Everyday of the week fuckin' with the B.G.

(Chorus) B.G. 4x

Fuckin' with tha B.G.

Ca$h Money goin' broke puttin change on niggas brain behind me

Verse Two: B.G.

I ride dirty nigga chopper on the back seat

Ready ta hold quota nigga where ever we meet

I gotta protect me

I can't let cha doom check me

I stays on my Ps

I can't see wettin' the B.G.

Yeah I'm still the same fire boy nigga

Got beams on my toys and I still bring noise nigga

I keep it real forever treal nigga

Hoes be jockin' with ten solids cross my grill nigga

Gotta get my shine on

I stress to ya I'm bout chesse so I gotta get my grind on

I gotta ride on crome

I stress to ya we got twenty inches on everything we own

Ca$h Money off the hezzay

Besides B and Slim been way