Songtexte: B.G.. Wheel Chairs.

Too many playa hatin' niggas in this world
That's why we ride through this world wit' da black girl
Keep my Nina for self protection
Just in case a reppin' ass nigga wanna start reppin'

I'm bout money and that's all we wanna see
And if ya creep nigga watch out for the B.G.
Chopper City posse nigga and we roll deep
4 deep in the black on black Caprice

Slangin' is my thang man, 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

I'm a dust taper
I'ma a young money maker, fuck these hoez
I can't be no faker, I play wit' my nose
And out your yay, I'll rape ya

But on the down low, boy I'll playa hate ya
Ain't that cold if ya got it hide, on the real
'Cause me and my niggas ride, and we kill
Causin' homicides, that's the deal
I'm bringin' what a nigga feel caps get peeled

Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is
T-shirts wit' pictures representin' dead peers
9 millimeters, glock, pump, ride guns, all that start funk
Look out you bitch, you
Watch out for 2 twos

Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is
T-shirts wit' pictures representin' dead peers
9 millimeters, glock, pump, ride guns, all that start funk
Look out you bitch, you
Watch out for 2 twos

Automatics, with the static that ya talkin'
Stop ya from walkin' with the Calico, stop ya hoes
From playin' wit' me, my nine stayin' wit' me
Niggas in banged up cars wit' battle scars

With shit bags attached to they drawers take this time to pause
For the not so lucky weak like a sick puppy
Fools that lost they name in the game
'Cause they wouldn't up it

Big money, heavy weight, make no mistake
Triple beam wit da lean, the man wit' da cake
Shake don't stir my drank, nigga you ain't
Gon' get out alive without spendin' five on somethin'

If ya wanna keep ya heart pumpin'
Tha downtown, Nino Brown dumpin'
'Cause I done killed mo' niggas than cancer
Lil B.G. won't ya take this timeout to answer

Nigga, A
Are you faster than a gun?
Nigga, B
Will I shoot ya if ya run?
Nigga, C
I ain't showin' no love
Nigga, D
All tha motherfuckin' above

Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is
T-shirts wit' pictures representin' dead peers
9 millimeters, glock, pump, ride guns, all that start funk
Look out you bitch, you
Watch out for 2 twos

Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is
T-shirts wit' pictures representin' dead peers
9 millimeters, glock, pump, ride guns, all that start funk
Look out you bitch, you
Watch out for 2 twos

Nigga thought I was just 'bout rappin', he disrespect
Now they wonder what the fuck happened, I hit his set
Rippin' up da whole block and it ain't no stoppin'
When da chopper get to choppin', you get to droppin'

Niggas dead, niggas hoppin', tryin' to get away
But they can't get away from this K, nigga I don't play
V.L. got street sweepers, 9 miles
All us night creepers, actin' silly

Dirty 30's, AR-15's
Nose dirty, totin' uzi machines
Brother, L.B., Donald D., Chun Chi
Real niggas off Valence street

Crazy G, Big G., Big Moe, Lil' P.
All them niggas down wit me
L.T., Cool Billy, Cooley
Popeye and my nigga Larry

So please, at ease, freeze, get on ya knees
Pussy niggas stuntin' like ya got keys
I'll put your face on a fresh T
If the cheese over your head start at 5 G's

'Cause I'm the motherfucker keep the coroner to work
Settin' examples puttin' niggas 6 in the dirt
I put that nigga on that T-shirt that you be wearin'
Me and my click do that dirt that them niggas be sayin'

They doin' but Uptown doin' that
Get in the chair, bitch rat, then got hit in the back
Pussy, got rolled on round
I mean rolled on round

Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is
T-shirts wit' pictures representin' dead peers
9 millimeters, glock, pump, ride guns, all that start funk
Look out you bitch, you
Watch out for 2 twos

Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is
T-shirts wit' pictures representin' dead peers
9 millimeters, glock, pump, ride guns, all that start funk
Look out you bitch, you
Watch out for 2 twos