I'm Straight Lyrics - B.g.

Yeah, yeah, what the fuck I gotta worry about now? 

Nigga you think after weatherin' the storm 

And comin' from the extremes I came from 

You think I'ma call all the way and get scared? 

Nah nigga I'ma motherfuckin' win 

Nigga if all this shit go out the window right now man 

I'm all too familiar with this shit 

My nigga I'm straight ya dig? Please believe that shit man hey 

You can keep the car, the clothes, the money and the hoes 

Just gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto' 

And I'm straight hey shawty, I'm straight 

Hey you can keep the dancers and the boppers 

The plexers and the poppers 

Let me fill up my Impala, boy holla at my partners 

And I'm straight hey shawty I'm straight 

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I gotta couple of V's wit' the kits, MPV's on my wrist 

A lot of glamour and glit's but shawty I don't need that 

My beginnin' was a humble one, a hustler I'ma son of one 

Taught me how to number run, I went from that to number one 

Had a hundred ones, I bought a slab flipped another one 

Sold my little three eighty east and said I need another gun 

The littlest in the trap, and got it poppin' like some bubblegum 

Junkies hatin' on my stacks, sayin' I'm nuttin' but a young 

Buck, niggaz say, What? Then he see me raise up 

Just wanna see the little boy wit' nuts exchange 

Old niggaz whole face soon 

'Cause I spray the nigga's whole face up 

Wet the nigga from the waist up 

They try you once and you pull a fall 

And then tell 'em shaw' don't play wit 'em 

I'm fourteen in the dope game and don't care of catchin' no case bruh 

You can sell to me, that's intentionally 

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Another nigga that it's too late for 

Hey wait bruh, bet any nigga came from that? 

Who lose it all the day 

I bet he say he changed from that 

Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the haters and the lames 

Just gimme some cocaine and some wood I can slang 

And I'm straight hey, shawty I'm straight 

Hey you can keep the clones and the clowns, the throne and the crown 

Well-known in the town that I'm holdin' it down 

So I'm straight hey shawty I'm straight 

Okay now, now when I spit it, I spit it how I live it 

Every verse I ever gave ya, it was fact, nothin' fiction 

I'ma Livin' Legend no stuntin', no reppin' 

You can check my track record, I'm highly respected 

I'ma gangsta in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne 

Ask Judge Johnson, how many times he saw my face 

For, 'pistol here, pistol there,' 'violation here, violation here' 

Betta ask Rank, I ran the jail when I was there 

I held it down, where ever I go 

When I'm in the A wit' the King, or in Detroit in the snow 

I'ma pro, whether it's movin' snow or movin' 'dro 

That's between me and you, I can get it for the low 

But that's nuttin', everybody say they gotta story 

Mine on 'Larry King,' theirs is on 'Maury' 

At the end of the day, it seems to won't go away 

I guarantee The Heart of the Streetz that you pray 

You can keep the car, the clothes, the money and the hoes 

Just gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto' 

And I'm straight hey shawty, I'm straight 

Hey you can keep the dancers and the boppers 

The plexers and the poppers 

Let me fill up my Impala, boy holla at my partners 

And I'm straight hey shawty I'm straight 

Snowman bitch, I ride two seaters 

It's a cold world, so I keep two heaters 

I'm straight, you betta ask somebody 

Matter fact nigga you can just ask me me 

A little over aggressive, yeah, I just might be 

But half the niggaz in the hood just like me damn 

You wonder why a nigga talk eight balls all day? 

You should try standin' around wit' eight balls all day 

Somebody pray for me, I don't know nothin' else 

Why should I help you, when you ain't tryin' to help yourself 

I came in this game, fresh out the streets, yeah 

Who you kiddin' nigga, I put my life on these beats, yeah 

Fuck bein' broke, this a reality check 

While you mad at ya girl, ya betta check reality 

Gotta crawl 'fore you walk, you gotta think before you talk 

Damn right they gon' hate, 'cause them niggaz aren't straight 

Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the haters and the lames 

Just gimme some cocaine and some wood I can slang 

And I'm straight hey, shawty I'm straight 

Hey you can keep the clones and the clowns, the throne and the crown 

Well known in the town that I'm holdin' it down 

So I'm straight hey shawty I'm straight 

Say what it do? Young Pimp C know what I'm talkin 'bout? 

Yeah, nigga want me to speak on some 'king' shit, know what I'm sayin'? 

On the cool y'know young nigga T.I. jumped out there 

Said he was the king of the south 

He ruffled a whole lotta niggaz' feathers 

But niggaz didn't really understand what the nigga was talkin 'bout 

Y'know and uh so everybody had it twisted but 

Me I understood from the get go that what the nigga was tryin' to put 

In these motherfuckin' stupid ass niggaz' faces 

Was the fact that it's a whole bunch of kings down here 

And as long as you takin' care of yo' business 

And doin' king shit you a king 

What these niggaz shoulda been tryin' to do 

Was tryin' to get close to the nigga 

And get some understandin' about the type of game 

He was tryin' to put in these motherfuckin' niggaz' ear holes 

Understand what I'm sayin'? 

So I'm layin' back I'm watchin' the game from the sideline 

Know what I'm talkin' 'bout? 

And I'm seein' all these ol' pussy ass niggaz out here 

Talkin' 'bout they this and they that, but they really ain't doin' nothin' 

'Cause they motherfuckin' paper ain't right 

When I see them in the street, they diamonds fake 

Know what I'm talkin 'bout? 

They shit ain't cut right, ya shit ain't right 

Shit cloudy and chipped up, know what I'm talkin 'bout? 

And them niggaz talkin 'bout they trill niggaz' 

Don't even know what the motherfuckin' word mean 

Know what I'm talkin 'bout? This comin' from the O.G. style trill 

Know what I'm talkin 'bout? Not these ol' fake ass niggaz 

Tryin' to come on the scene later on and tryin' to take glory for some shit 

Some other niggaz paid dues for, know what I'm talkin 'bout? 

So this is what is, we bringin' Georgia and Texas together 

All you ol' bitch ass niggaz that ain't down wit' the play 

Move on to the side, all you old school rappers like 'Pac say 

You niggaz flabby, lookin' like Larry Holmes 

Back yo bitch ass up and, and, and, and move around for the south 

'Cause it's our time to shine, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? 

Now let's do this shit