s***'s just to real, respect my mind
I'm tell'n you what's real, I'm a come like this
Verse 1:
Money making is my thing, Cause I'm try'n to be rich
Try'n to put a way Mil (million) that's why I'm in ths studio on my s***
droppin rap after rap like we sell Key after Key
backed up by the best Fresh (Mannie Fresh) Drop it beat after beat
My click is the HotBoy$ best believe we so Hot!
And dangerous if we in to deep will clear the whole block
No fake nuts at all n**** we roll to deep
With AK's off safety knockin n***** off their feet
I go by the name the B.G., I ride on chrome in the 98 Lex E-S-3
I bust a n**** dome for Baby, known as B-3, and all these n*****
Know my dog a do the same for me, we family
Cash Money Is A Army n****
A Navy n****
So if you ever try to home n****
It ain't gravy n****
Don't playa hate me n**** cause I'll leave your s*** stale
Light You're A$$ up Real Good You'll Never Get Well.
Chorus:
Cash Money Is A Army n****
A Navy n****
So if you ever try to harm me n****
It ain't gravy n**** (Repeat x1)
Verse 2:
I got A path that you don't wanna cross but if you do decide to cross
Your wig get knocked off, I play it raw it's a dirty game, a dirty world
I play it raw, and do my thing, n**** f*** The World!
Ain't nothin change we still flossin in nothin but rides
I ain't got to name you know it is on 20 inch tires
I know I'm tired of these b****** try'n to get me killed
I know I'm tired of these stankin hoes smileing in my grill
s*** Just to real and I'm in a battlefield try'n to get my Mil
It ain't no secret I got skills to pay the bills, I'm climbing up
The f****** hill, Cash Money Highly respected with out a
Major Deal, I'm still that Chopper City n**** that like to chill
Your head still a banana if you slip it will get pilled
I drop my nuts of in a situation any day cause on the real B.G.
Bout trigga play, trigga play
Chorus x2:
My stumping ground is the m**** p****in U.P.T (Uptown New Orleans)
If you want me I can be found on V.L. (Valence Street) in the 13th
Rest In Peace, My heart goes out to my round L.T.
A slim n**** with two at the bottom, four cross the T-O-P
A H.B., (HotBoy) a trill n****, a hard up rider, lay low and be cool
I'll meet your on the other side I been thinking bout you day & night
With out you on my all night flight it don't get right but you know
One thing I been keepin it real,
you lil one is like mine ain't go miss a meal
I'm still, still shining like you left me dawg,
my rolex still winding like you left it fog
Me and my click still boss,
still stunt 4 show I just bout the Mercedes Jeep off the show
Room floor! Our Dawg Valle just touch down,
we just maintaining, represent draining,
Gone to Hotels Training, Training,
f****** these hoes all day & all night!
Chorus x2:
Cash Money Is A Army n****
A Navy n****
So if you ever try to harm me n****
It ain't gravy n****
I'm tell'n you what's real, I'm a come like this
Verse 1:
Money making is my thing, Cause I'm try'n to be rich
Try'n to put a way Mil (million) that's why I'm in ths studio on my s***
droppin rap after rap like we sell Key after Key
backed up by the best Fresh (Mannie Fresh) Drop it beat after beat
My click is the HotBoy$ best believe we so Hot!
And dangerous if we in to deep will clear the whole block
No fake nuts at all n**** we roll to deep
With AK's off safety knockin n***** off their feet
I go by the name the B.G., I ride on chrome in the 98 Lex E-S-3
I bust a n**** dome for Baby, known as B-3, and all these n*****
Know my dog a do the same for me, we family
Cash Money Is A Army n****
A Navy n****
So if you ever try to home n****
It ain't gravy n****
Don't playa hate me n**** cause I'll leave your s*** stale
Light You're A$$ up Real Good You'll Never Get Well.
Chorus:
Cash Money Is A Army n****
A Navy n****
So if you ever try to harm me n****
It ain't gravy n**** (Repeat x1)
Verse 2:
I got A path that you don't wanna cross but if you do decide to cross
Your wig get knocked off, I play it raw it's a dirty game, a dirty world
I play it raw, and do my thing, n**** f*** The World!
Ain't nothin change we still flossin in nothin but rides
I ain't got to name you know it is on 20 inch tires
I know I'm tired of these b****** try'n to get me killed
I know I'm tired of these stankin hoes smileing in my grill
s*** Just to real and I'm in a battlefield try'n to get my Mil
It ain't no secret I got skills to pay the bills, I'm climbing up
The f****** hill, Cash Money Highly respected with out a
Major Deal, I'm still that Chopper City n**** that like to chill
Your head still a banana if you slip it will get pilled
I drop my nuts of in a situation any day cause on the real B.G.
Bout trigga play, trigga play
Chorus x2:
My stumping ground is the m**** p****in U.P.T (Uptown New Orleans)
If you want me I can be found on V.L. (Valence Street) in the 13th
Rest In Peace, My heart goes out to my round L.T.
A slim n**** with two at the bottom, four cross the T-O-P
A H.B., (HotBoy) a trill n****, a hard up rider, lay low and be cool
I'll meet your on the other side I been thinking bout you day & night
With out you on my all night flight it don't get right but you know
One thing I been keepin it real,
you lil one is like mine ain't go miss a meal
I'm still, still shining like you left me dawg,
my rolex still winding like you left it fog
Me and my click still boss,
still stunt 4 show I just bout the Mercedes Jeep off the show
Room floor! Our Dawg Valle just touch down,
we just maintaining, represent draining,
Gone to Hotels Training, Training,
f****** these hoes all day & all night!
Chorus x2:
Cash Money Is A Army n****
A Navy n****
So if you ever try to harm me n****
It ain't gravy n****