[B.G.]    Me the B.G. and Baby my fuckin runner    Two livin legends, paper chasers from uptown    About money and bitches, puttin haters in ditches    We roll in trucks like Hummers and expiditions    Our relationship like Moses and Jesus    Ask one of our hoes, ain't no coming between us    Two black young heathens, that's how they treat us    Steaks and Fettucini is what they feed us    Nigga ridin shinin, me and my nigga be sippin the finest winw    Spendin G's, making hitz back and forth, we flyin    Tryin to make a mil y'all    'cause we roll with the motto, "Ball Til We Fall"    Fuck wit B you bringin B.G. all the way out there    Fuck wit me you bringin Baby all the way out there    Since '92, '93 our love been there    We never stand to a pussy, cash money, nigga stare    I'm a Big Tymer, that's a fact    Suga Slim just signed a, me and him a contract    ? Capone thugin quick they bust yo head, watch that tone    In that mansion is where we lay our head at    We play high, go floss, roxin and drive drop tops    Way I bust it like Suge and 'Pac       [Chorus]{ Baby }    Like Suge and Pac    Like Puff and B.i.G    Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs    Like Face and Jay    Like Russ and Run    Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a Million       [B.G.]    Like Jay and Face    Like Russ and Run    Baby and B.G. comin thru like a sound right from machine gunz    Worth more money than these niggaz could wonder    You better think quick nigga we hit blocks like thunder    Comin thru a dark tunnel of black on black Hummers    It ain't no secret we showed our ass last summer    We both got 3 or 4 bitches we bang at first    and we see play boy to hide our riches    Me and this young nigga we title the snitches    He the muthafuckin rapper and I'm the game stealer    And if you you fuck wit him    I'll clear my bank account on one of you bitches    And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace    It ain't nuttin in this industry gon fuck    wit Baby and B.G. wit Manny Fresh's beats    Wit Suga Slim's Brains behind all this heat and my Hot Boyz strapped riding    Right beside me, nigga I'll bet a million dolars to yo life there    I'll bet my rolex wit my bezzle nigga to yo cable bill    It ain't nuttin in this industry could fuck wit Cash Money    cause we keep it real    Nigga Believe that       [Baby]    Now what    [Chorus]{ Baby }    Like Suge and Pac    Like Puff and B.i.G    Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs    Like Face and Jay    Like Russ and Run    Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a Million       [B.G.]    I got love for my nigga Baby    He heard I rap came on Va and seen me    Now we ballin, livin swell it's gravy    Cause I'm gettin my shine on don't you hate me?    B.G. and Baby, livin good for,    we just determined to hustle and get out the hood dog    Fuck wit me and my boy, I wish you would dog    We ridin dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog       [Manny Fresh]    Now what make these hoes thank that I ain't rich    What make these niggaz think that diamonds on my rolex ain't the shit    My brotha Prmie taught me how to wear 2 rolexes at one time    Nigga I'm gon shine till I die    Me and this nigga been togetha since he was 12    I knew this young nigga would end up swell    I lose my mind and kept him writin rhymes    cause I knew he's be major at one time    Now I done rolled in the flyest cars    it aint no secret that Baby, B.G. and me are superstars       [Chorus]{ Baby }x 2    Like Suge and Pac    Like Puff and B.i.G    Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six figs    Like Face and Jay    Like Russ and Run    Nigga Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a Million       Manny talkin till music ends