fall (livin') Nigga outta line puttin' ten on his feet Muthafuckas creep Nigga want war lets take it to the street Me and my lil b.g. tag teamin' in 93 I keep it real
the B.G. straight duckin feds On the real B.G. bout bustin heads On the real B.G. killin chopters Look in the sky flyin by it's hellicopters *on the real
was on a paper chase we wanted ta shine Gotta get it how you live where the fuck I'm from Gotta keep it on the real where the fuck I'm from Growin' up
it overtime, I gots to get mine I hit the block wit real niggas, block cock wit real niggas Goin' to the top wit real niggas you get chopped from real
I keep it real, for my niggas Most niggas who feel us is real Uptown niggas You figure, because I'm younger, that you harder Well keep ya head up or busta it
I'm out for paper Tryin to catch a fuckin drain, lookin for kaperz My people say it's a shame They say I hate ya, but I tell 'em it's all in the game
: [Mac] Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G. You can't see me It's like that in 96 y'all U.P.T. connect Keepin' it real Give em a lil respect We doin' it
and tote it Dont just buy it to have it Nigga have it to use it Better grab it and shoot it Better know one thing nigga will do it to you Before you do it
come out my grill it's a must I keep it real nigga (Chorus)x2 What cha wan do nigga How ya wan do it When ya wan do it we could get straight to it You
it on wild willa Uptown consist of drug dealers, and thugs For the junkies got no love It's like this, play pussy you catch a slug Drug though the mud, once it
: Intro: Fuck it nigga I got two choices rap or slang Yeah I choose this rap thing nigga but I don't knock no nigga for they hustle play it how it go
[Chorus] Pimpin ain't easy, better stay in line hoe Off top, you gon' respect a nigga mind hoe [Baby] Nigga I stay shy, keep my hoes in check Keep
't gone belive till I see Is there really a heaven for a true G' If it is I know Sterling made it, Pimp made it, My daddy made it, they was real but
nothin but a thang to me Sellin cane and fame ain't nothin but a thang to me When you see the B.G. I run wit' all real niggas Valence and Magnolias It
of aces You can't beat the B.G. I went the race of races Solga box I lace it Yo' spots in the world i takes it Bulldog barrel I shakes it Cashmoney boy
it [Chorus] In my city it's a struggle, you hustle to live large But you step or get stepped on, times is hard Shit get real, head get bust, blood spill It
bout it too I'ma snatch if you got it Told ya before ta' hide it Told ya if you hide it It's a must that I find it Ride or die bitch Chop or get chopped
it I'll spill you nigga, aint no need for thankin on it I gots to have it, up it busta, real fast Fo' I get to the point, fuck it buster, and I'll blast