k.g.b. So, uh, no funny business I wake up in the mornin with my xxxxx in the bed, She dont like the police and she sure hate the feds, I love my girl
muthafuckin' split cha (3x) Second Verse: [B.G.] Ain't that cold? I heard a nigga, downed my nigga My partna just paged me and say they found my nigga
don't respect a nigga After you finish your collard greens and cornbread Get you a glock, and come around here where my mom stayin' [Chorus] [Bun B
your bottom hoe Now your paper comin' slow She feel like she had ta go Roll wit them rich niggas and ball with them ball-az Politic wit the willies the real shot call-az (Bun B
timin', grab my gun! Much love to my nigga young Hova, Twista, Bun B, Pimp C, A.C. Killer! Get your money, get your paper. Elevate like my nigga DMX.
, Bun B, Game & Waka Flocka Flame] [Talking: DJ Khaled & T-Pain] I'm foreal about this shit, this the remix (welcome to my hood), let's go, remix, remix
: (feat. Ludacris & B.o.B) [Chorus: B.O.B.] I used to dream (I used to dream) oh whoah About the money and the cars and girls (and the girls) But now
: (feat. Eightball, MJG, Bun B) [Intro] Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X] Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
doin videos with platinum rap people Bun B, Premo, Cassidy, had to be Some of the most fun in my life, fuck wrap the keys Now I just rap to beats, Stat
: (feat. Bun B, Crooked I, Joe Budden) [Bun B] Let's get it started like transmission and alternators Got the keys in the cage ready for who you call
So If You See That Bun B Young Pimp Or That Ludacris Just (Hook) (Verse 3) Hollow Laid Hollow Sprayed I?m The Hollow Man I Get To The Hollow Point Wit My
: [feat. Method Man & Bun B] [Redman:] Aowww! [Bun B:] What the fuck is THAT?! [Redman:] I'm 'bout to light my medication! [Method Man:] Hey yo Doc [
N-gga just got my voice insured Yea, look at me now b-tch! Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper Look at me now (x3) Look at me now, b-tch!
owned Black head to toe with the Louis V. holster Straight gangster shit, I match my four-door Porsche [Hook] (Birdman) Give me my tool Die for my
my gun Much love to my nigga young Hova, Twista Bun B, Pimp C, A.C. Killer Get your money, get your paper Elevate like my nigga DMX Here's a prayer,
is all my warriors is lovin my rep how I took it to the world from the project steps playin touch with my broad like my children and it ain't like back
ashes, im in my section poppin something off in the bank or a bitch droppin something off, wo wo work ho make me throw this paper out looking like a paper
) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) [Bun B] Say, I'm all about
