I got it, I ain't gon' hide it - I show mine I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine I know you ain't gon' step, I know you know I tote
If I got it, I ain't gon' hide it I show mine I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine I know you ain't gon' step, I know you know I tote
If I got it, I ain't gon' hide it - I show mine I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine I know you ain't gon' step, I know you know I
Übersetzung: BG. Ich weiß,.
B 3 is the location of the cell block Where the deputies are happy when they clock out The boss comes in and hollers, "Rec time" I'm my own boss, I got
in living color (I know you ain't gon do nothing, get em) [Verse 1: B.G.] It's like B. Gizzle, the world wide ghetto pass I'm reppin nigga, take a flight
the business how u think I made it bubble I hustled I struggled, I struggled I hustled, kept getting it in a real n**** neva stop, quit I think not, I
know whassup with me nigga already know my status if you don't know you better ask somebody, look [Chorus - B.G.Repeat 2X] I'm B.Gizzle I'm a motherfuckin
back dat ass up (back it up) [Chorus] [Verse 2: B.G.] Look, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block (block) But I'm known by name by every cop (
Verse 1 - B.G.] Look I'm hard as they come and niggaz know that and if I fuck with a hoe and leave I can't go back I'm too true to the game dogg I can
shit [Verse 1 - B.G.] Look if you ain't know ask somebody they'll tell you bout me nothin fake, nothin fraud, nothin bitch about me I'm a G I been runnin
real niggas exposely down, check it [Verse 1: B.G.] In 93 I hit the scene first album True Story I was psyched off ghetto boys no nuts no glory then I
screw [B.G.] H-Town, N.O. connection [Paul Wall] knah'im'talkin [B.G.] Let's go! [Chorus - Yung Redd] I know you hate when I get tired of that slab -
click I done told you I ain't, I ain't..... [Chorus - Webbie] I ain't no bitch(I ain't no bitch) I can't let no nigga punk me I'm a gangsta, I'm a donkey
t know shit Mah neck of the woods, I was taught to never snitch I swore to the Lord, I'll never stand on a bench You want that work I know who got the
still all goo-ey [B.G.] Man I'm rollin with the gangsters, kick it with the G's Hustle with the hustlers I'm "The Heart of the Streetz" Grind with
the back, I need a trojan Uh she rollin, uh I'm rollin Before I hit you from the back, I need a trojan (Oh) [B.G.] Look at that girl right there, she
