With Tha B.g. Lyrics - B.g.

(feat. Big Tymers) 

B.G. [Talking] 

Don't fuck with me 

Tellin' ya 

Verse One: B.G. 

Nigga better tighten up 

Before my clique start lighten up 

Fuckin' with me Baby salutin' niggas bittin' dust 

My nigga got my back thats a worry aint on my mind 

I know if he got it he comin' out there slangin' iron 

I got some niggas with choppers M-11 glocks ya hear me 

I'm tellin' ya if thats what cha get hit with come near me 

Niggas know that I stack feddi sip fine wine 

I aint no hoe so come and test me I bust fifty times 

Put a nigga in a blenda BLUKAH 

Now you wish you wouldn't of slipped up BLUKAH BLUKAH 

If you bout nigga hatin' on me I don't give a fuck 

They thank I don't know they out there waitin' on me I'ma hit the bus 

Nigga it'll be some shit bloody bodies all in the street 

Everyday of the week fuckin' with the B.G. 

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(Chorus) B.G. 4x 

Fuckin' with tha B.G. 

Ca$h Money goin' broke puttin change on niggas brain behind me 

Verse Two: B.G. 

I ride dirty nigga chopper on the back seat 

Ready ta hold quota nigga where ever we meet 

I gotta protect me 

I can't let cha doom check me 

I stays on my Ps 

I can't see wettin' the B.G. 

Yeah I'm still the same fire boy nigga 

Got beams on my toys and I still bring noise nigga 

I keep it real forever treal nigga 

Hoes be jockin' with ten solids cross my grill nigga 

Gotta get my shine on 

I stress to ya I'm bout chesse so I gotta get my grind on 

I gotta ride on crome 

I stress to ya we got twenty inches on everything we own 

Ca$h Money off the hezzay 

Besides B and Slim been way been on Fresh since the B.Geezay 

It aint no secret handle biz black I keep tha? gangsta 

He keep the fire ass trick nack 

Then you know bout the H.Beezay 

Wayne Juve Turk aint no way you niggas can see me 

Before you step to me thank nigga 

I'm tellin ya you don't need ale other drank nigga 

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(Chorus) 4x 

Verse Three: Baby 

Nigga I'm a veteran at this shit 

Use my gat ta self protect me from that muthafuckin' bullshit 

Niggas gettin' crossed up 

Tossed up 

From fuckin' with CMR niggas gettin dished up 

From millionaires plus 

Diamonds bezzel crush 

My lil B.G. plush 

From his rolex to his Lexus truck 

But we'll never get enough 

Got this rap game fucked up 

And we greedy like some hungry tigers ikn this rap feezy 

Off tha heezy 

With this motherfuckin chessezy 

My lil B.Geezy 

Know if a nigga get outta line he gotta come see me 

But for now got to Strails and get a nigga some steak and fetticeezy 

So I can go by one of my hoes with a full steezy 

And watch this hoe scuff up to her kneezy 

And send the video tape back to B.Geezy 

And when finish hand it off to Man Feezy 

And when he finish won't he toss to Suga Seezy 

Fuckin' with my B.Geezy 

I'll clear my bank account playboy you can believe me 

Verse Four: Manny Fresh 

Check it out baby boy while I run this shit 

The life you talkin' bout man I done done this shit 

Rough rugged 

Muthafuck it 

If you can dig it nigga then I done already dug it 

Ready like the Marines 

Nigga with infared beams 

I go get my shit I don't talk about dreams 

Mr. Betty Crocker 

Does it even cock up 

Nigga knocka 

Juice and vodka 

Represent a stocka 

If you ever get the nuts ta try ta try me 

Ca$h Money records gone show yo ass head bustin' is a hobby