[B.G.]   Bring Noise Nigga, I got something on my shoulder - that bitch is so heavy   AK-47 a test ta a Mac-11, double clipped taped up   Ready ta spray something, 175 shots ta clear the block   I've rob through your neighborhood, day and night   Stole clothes people inside, ya hood on strike   I'm looking, for ya - high and low, nigga I'm searchin'   11 deep in the new Ford Excursion   Me and my nigga P. - brother D's on weed   Bet should re-infact, k' pot it clean   Once you found you get down, burn torchin' and beat   That's the treatment you get from a nigga in C.M.B.   I'm the B.G. but you can call me - Shot 'em up shorty   I'll get mad and try ta flush your head down the toirlet   Baby gave me the game - when this niggaz that's bitch made   Gimme my props, call it Ace a Ace a spade of spades nigga      [Juvenile]   Boss you wouldn't believe what happend ta me   Last night I got hit for a package of ki's   Who was it? Man I'ont know some cats   They kicked in my doo' shot my wife in the back   And you think them mothafuckers woulda left it at that   They beat me in my head until I said where it's at   Okay we go out in the streets and we get the word   We hit up anybody that we think selling them birds   Them fuckin moolignanis don't want no war'   C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car   Me not worried about no witness   'cause them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me   Boss, come ta find out it was Red and Black   Them connivin' motherfuckers gatta pay for that   I tell you what I gonna do, burn them cock roaches   And payment for the cops in case they wanna approach us      [Baby]   I'm the O.G. nigga 'bout money and bitches   Know how, ta flip a brick and deal with ditches   My brother K.C. told me how ta kill these niggaz   While Troy had me in alleys dealin' with digits   Aiy, life is real my nigga, me and Lac pa' was killed my nigga   It ain't nothing keep it real my nigga   While my homies carve life in the field my nigga   Ski' then family - thrill deal niggaz   Rambo and Sam - it is what it is niggaz   I've robbed niggaz - pulled triggers for niggaz   Drama's involved - we in like we in nigga   Homicide - we kill like we kill nigga   Behind them thangs - it is what it is niggaz   Birdman - a known shotcaller   Suburban man and Benzes and Prowlers         [Lil' Wayne]   (look - look - look - look)   Here comes Mister Bad nerves   What that fed up look?   Shorty got that do whatever for the cheddar look   And got no dope, weed or fetti plus I'm hurt and hungry   All I got is this beretta with 2 murders on it   I done walk 'bout four blocks   In a pair of old 'Boks   Dirty with no socks   Looking for dope spots   Man I'm on the prawl - untamed and wild   Been a year since I smiled   Better watch that child   Hat over my eyes, you can't see my frustation   Looking at niggaz paper chasin' with mean faces   Was told wait my turn - but damn I'm in-pacient   Pacin' the streets, with, the, mac-10 blazin'   Lil' Brother bail please, I'ma kill him for the scrilla   Do you under smell me - I'm telling your dawg   I was raised on bad ways from school on half-days   Have smart and have praise - stop playin' with me      [Turk]   It's in my bloodstream wodie, ta be the nigga that I am   Tote gats with hats take a nigga from his fam'   Nothin' but streets shit - it's all a nigga know   Knockin you off ya feet quick - it's all a nigga know   Drive-bys in U-Hauls - prepared anyday   Thuggin' is usual, do that every day   Bitch niggaz get roast, if your not from round my way   Middle of the court or one of them hallways   Quick ta steal ya, I'm real I ain't fake   Leave ya ass a murder scene in the middle of yellow tape   Put a hole in ya thinkin' cap, won't be thinkin no mo'   You'll be put ta nap   Young nigga play it raw, raw - X ya bitch ass out   Me and my nigga Rat quick ta run up in ya house   Fuck it, I goes out 'cause it's in me my nigga   When it's a coke drought - I tote a semi my nigga