WW] You know I'm here, G You got my back, black? [AG] You know it's like that [WW] If you need me [AG] You know I'm here, G You got my back, black? [WW
s never one hustle, I always got a backup plan It ain't no secret I can tell ya bout the gutta man I'm a write a book on how to come out the struggle
money, ya got cha game up you go waste dat money, lemme see it in ya face dat will show me ya love me at the end of the day a gangsta don? t trust ya,
a gangsta homey bop ya head, let 'em hang I see ya shake it shawty, gon girl, do ya thang Do the chain, just a watch and a pinky ring Now everybody come
steal a nigga off my team and my team ain't gon' strike back We'll be right back, fuck you done it nigga We treat beef like coke, we 2-for-1 a nigga Them
in the hood I was raised on the block my mom did what she could always got what I need sometimes I got a lil mo but I grew up watching g's on the set
: [B.G.] What's happenin main? This B. Gizzle Your number one original hot boy...ya heard and I got Collipark Music...They got me bouncin' wit dis one
I get ya what ya want No matter the price We get to sit on a Sunday in the Benz or the bike Reppin' and stuntin' Shinin' and flossin' Just ballin' You got a
lyin'! Now this nigga is a muthafuckin' dick beater Heard at Corn(?) he was a muthafuckin' cheerleader Fuckin' wit a B.G., best believe you will get served I'ma leavin' ya
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
uptown thang pussy! Chorus: Uptown got'cha catchin' up the guard quicker They got a T-shirt waitin' on yo fuckin' picture Uptown got'cha catchin' up the guard quicker They got a
: Fa sho I got my gat so you know what that means It's a bust back thang, I ain't goin' out like a hoe When you comin' to get me I got the four four
the ammo, modern-day Rambo Got a glock some woks and a gram hoe Got a Mazerati bumpin' like Jon Gotti Red beams on the scene leave a bloody body I got
'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it just like that [Mac] Feel the wrath of a solja, the Crescent City Jesus I pack a tre-deuce, got a
I'm a straight head bust ya Seperate and destruct ya Dont wanna have no Juvey wanna make a ghost or few What am I'm supposed to back down or somthin cause you got a
on they back Bitches play goin' get smacked Espicially if I don't disrespect you And you disrespect me I'ma have to show 'ya That I'm out that fuckin' M-a-g
come with the amp we ain't missin I'm back on my bulls*** a verse is a full clip Catch you with your b**** throw a song in your new whip [Verse 2: Young
like to get to know ya, so I can show ya Put the herb on ya, like I told ya Gimme all your numbers so I can phone ya Your girl acting stank than call