Get In Line Lyrics - B.g.

Nigga know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my path 

'cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I had 

Bitch-nigga called hisself killin' my dog 

But he didn't, though, so I'm tyin' up him and his broad 

Betta say somethin', and it betta be what I wanna hear 

I'm listenin' - scary bitches started shittin' and pissin' 

You might see him on a milk carton, dog - he still missin' 

Somebody might catch him up on a hook when they fishin' 

Look, I've been itchin' to get bitches, money, and jewels 

I know some nigga's got a package - i'ma run with the fool 

Through the years older playaz told me to keep my head strong 

'cause niggas is followers, and some of 'em led wrong 

But if I bust a cap in 'em, I will be dead wrong 

They don't know what's happenin', and I ain't gonna say it to 'em 

'cause bitches be catchin' conversation inspectin' 

And fuck up and give them people some bad information 

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(hook [juvenile]) 

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me 

Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be 

Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me 

Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three 

(one! two! three! kick it!) 

[juvenile] 

You'se a certified clown in my eyes 

That's the reason why half of your hood got shit bags on your side 

You talk a good game, but you a ho when they ride 

Nigga don't have to look for you - they know you inside 

You probly got your tail in your ass, your thumb in your mouth 

Protected custody so you don't come in your house 

Motherfucker, where all the shit you said you was 'bout? 

Let you tell it - you been 'bout bustin' heads in the south 

Photos 

Can't be fuckin' with no lame, fake, 

Ain't even gon' watch your back, nigga 

Get popped - can't handle the pressure and rat, nigga 

Take the whole clique down runnin' his lips 

Can't come back in the bricks now, he'll get flipped 

It's a cold game, but I don't give a fuck, my nigga 

I feel threatened by anybody, i'ma bust that nigga up my nigga 

Then go get a mill, fuck my bitch - 

I take this game to heart, unless niggas disagree 

I'm a lil' man - stand my ground no matter what 

Glock glued to my hand - there's no one you can trust 

Niggas turned on they own nigga behind geez 

If I think they won't turn on me, I'm outta luck 

So I roll first - cock and shoot first 

Gotta stay over the head to duck a t-shirt 

You want beef? you want war? you want me? 

Nothin' between us but air and opportunity 

Don't talk 'bout what you gon' do - do it, nigga 

'cause you're wastin' your breath - go 'head, prove it, nigga 

Shit's real - I ain't got time to fake 

Time's money - I ain't got time to waste 

But on the straight with me bein' real 

To let others' niggas know I don't fake - ya gotta get killed 

Oh, bitch-nigga playin' with a rich nigga like me 

Ya wind up six feet, clown 

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me 

Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be 

Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me 

Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three 

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me 

Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be 

Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me 

Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three 

Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me 

Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be 

Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me 

Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three 

Step up! 

Wherever the fuck you is, nigga 

Don't throw a motherfuckin' brick 

And hide your hand like a ol' pussy-ass, nigga 

Come out to the light, nigga - let me see who you is 

You wan' do me somethin' or harm my kids, nigga, show your face 

Make it known you're beefin' with me 

Know wh'I'm sayin' 

Ol' scary-ass nigga gon' hide 

Come out here, playa - catch me all over new orleans, nigga 

On the block, in the hood, wherever 

B.g., nigga, always on v.l. 

We gon' keep it real - know wh'I'm sayin'