resolve, they only reflect. Feeling like I've been here before. Stood on this stage, walked through that door. There are still so many things that I will never know, after the lights go up
t resolve, they only reflect. Feeling like I've been here before. Stood on this stage, walked through that door. There are still so many things that I will never know, after the lights go up
drummin with it you runnin from it - we runnin with it, you bitch ass niggaz ain't fuckin with it I'm out c'here head first ready to go head up walkin
in a ditch Every morning dope fiends looking for a fix They sick, fuck it they'll use they dog fit Everywhere a nigga breaking the same ol' laws All ending up
me and will come up and wanna fuck with me bad A click of niggaz with choppers in black with ski masks I'm a coach so I play the sideline Let Kizzle go
out You see me if you up north and I'm down south [Chorus] [B.G.] Nigga don't think I changed, I grew up doin good Still: fuck, chill, and get my hair
leave this bitch in handcuffs I say you hoes be acting up You gon make a nigga bat you up I'm sorry bitch, but we done had enough We gon fuck around,
porch puttin' in work I'm a soldier - fuck with me don't say I ain't told ya I'll catch ya with your drawers down and fuck-over ya Blues your dog and
my shit, it's fucked up At least smell like a project cut You ain't had the decency to clean up You, ya ma, and children, can pack up Please hurry before
It's time a nigga put Big Boy where the fuck they belong Rollin' wit Tec-9 best believe it's on Raise up, raise up, raise up, raise up, raise up
A Army Nigga A Navy Nigga So if you ever try to home Nigga It ain't gravy Nigga Don't playa hate me nigga cause I'll leave your shit stale Light You're A$$ up
: 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
em up And me all we had to do was boot em up He got the buck now who the fuck want it? I can't see it happen, clips be clappin' Cappin' you til' you see
Load it up with black gats and macs Pay attention to gun blastin And fake buster harassin Smashin, dashin up yo street wit all the lights out Two choppers cocked ready to knot And chop up
s go fist to fist knuckles turn purple when I work you I ride a night rounds be tight I'll be light hotter than a candle, handle Look, so shine the light
a mill (2x) [Verse 2] Nigga don't you trip cause I done came up on a lick And I'm servin thirty gram ounces for six I got the block sewed up now, come
rip Should of chop-chop stop yo' whole block Let's get funky, you want me, I thinks not So much black clothing ???? you black-out All the lights go out
the tents In front of this baller house that I'm 'bout to go in I got it mapped up, it's planned all out I demand you denied, them lights goin all out
