I'm silent B.G. and you know me from thuging   I'm violent B.G. make my money rap hustling     [Verse 2]  Me and Baby virgin thigh he beef when we creeping   swerving yo Benz every night no rest and no sleeping  we hustle serious with this rap like we playing in the playoffs  bitch nigga's lagging catch the side line and lay-off  we bout that paper lil daddy  we bout that drama lil mama  ask my nigga's till after the next life living like Big Tymers  chillin like villains drinkin like a gas tank  before attemptin to check nigga thank you should of thank  we tossin these bitches, but ain't flossin our riches  buy some t-shit with pictures   for my niggas and bitches still wishing they was here   but they gone not forgotten  but in memory I'm strapped up ridin, you know me nigga  bout getting my figga's bigger nigga  and to few I'm ignorant I pull the trigger nigga  I'm a 9-1-1 hitter nigga   oh oh a thuged out wig splitter nigga  trying to sparkle in this world like glitter nigga  Rolexes up diamonds all over me nigga   I'm a thug to I'm rested, play it real til I'm dead  true to my blood no comin between us no matter what nigga     Chorus     [Verse 3]  Coke dealer, dope dealer   Juvenile ain't no joke nigga   Fuck being broke all the way out got you on scope nigga  but I cooled off cause now I'm chillin  cause I got this feelin rappin I'm going to make a million   so I do my thang represent and keep it street  you ain't going to disrespect me cause I will sweep you of your seat  I ain't goin to stop that late better yet   I'm goin out to get em it's goin to come through  I ain't facing in my heart   I ain't bullshiting can't no nigg  I think with a pen and pad   Fade me, Juvi, B.G. 13th that where the fuck I be   from the week loose my high real deep chill on the block   with a glock glock cocked quit sellin coke  Fuck gettin cough, buy the cops but fuck that   Strapped with the chopper or get chopped trust that  I'm drop or get dropped I bust back  Cause I'm stop or get stopped so you love that  I'm flip or get flopped that a must black  All 17 come up out the glock  Oh that's a must black, all 50 come out the chop   Bitch nigga you bleed I'm bout cheese   You know what I do and that's how I proceed