Lyrics:
forget B.G., forget 'bout me
Forget about you Boosie?
C Murda, they need set that sniper free
He was still callin' me with rumors, I'm beefin' with
the rhythm
Make up your mind
"here's one that's cool, crazy, improved, super..."
"...And sincerely yours
"Yeah, boy!"
They call me B.G., so listen to my
I got us, man, it's all on me
Like Volume two B.G., I got my crew with me
Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and my baby Nicki
Every time I'm on the track
Pete, Sap, Brim, Vayo Mack, Gizmo, Nicer, B.G., my main man Crack
So now you know the flav, and you know the time
Brothers always be tellin me, "Joe
block
No fake nuts at all nigga we roll to deep
With AK's off safety knockin niggaz off their feet
I go by the name the B.G., I ride on chrome in
proceed to hit the motherfucking weed
I respresnt to the fullest, nigga the UPT
B.G., the UPT, 13-VL, Cash Money big balling
Shot calling, nigga back
Bitch, I thought you knew? You can't fuck with me
The B.G., you want me find me
In the U.P.T., with the 2-2-3, ready to bust back nigga feel me
[Talking]
Picture, I'm always plannin kaperz tryin to come up on cheese
But my kaperz goin sour for the Lil' B.G., peep me
[Verse One]
I was born
man yes we do
An you don't want no drama nigga - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do
[B.G.]
My name still B.G., we it's said it rang
But Godfather, James Brown said it gots to be funky!
[ The Godfather Rock TE ]
Well, take O.M.B. with you
[ VERSE 1: Ganxta are?dd ]
I'm a B.G., too
man yes we do
An you don't want no drama nigga - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do
[B.G.]
My name still B.G., we it's said it rang
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Now first the Hotboys breakup
When Juvenile wake and realize
He ain't getting dough
B.G., Turk and Fresh they dipped Next
When they
I.P., man
Free B.G., yeah
Free Blood Gang, yeah
Free all the opps, free Rolo
Free Rolo, now, nigga
NWF in this bitch, nigga
I can love myself on me,
Stunna, who raised me
Juvey, Wayne, B.G., Mannie Fresh, is my clique
We all paid niggaz, six figures wit workin (?)
Bank account swollen, bet you can't fuck
My dog Sloop, my nigga Nu-Nu, Tony, Fat, Shorty
Wee, Lil Tee, Wild Jack and my Uncle Hardy
Tee, that nigga B.G., Herc, and Nico
I had rights done
des mecs à mains nues
Si c'n'est la dernière fois d'vant la gare on aurait plus dit qu'il avait couru (han)
Petit prince parle de rap, et pour pas se
of Zamunda
King of Wakanda, Prince of Zamunda
King of Wakanda, Prince of Zamunda
King of Wakanda, Prince of Zamunda
King of Wahalla
"Father, I rap", and he
[Fresh Prince - talking before song begins]
Alright we ready?
We rollin, right?
We rollin, alright
[Intro - Fresh Prince - talking]
Yo in
[Fresh Prince - talking before song begins]
Alright we ready?
We rollin, right?
We rollin, alright
[Intro - Fresh Prince - talking]
Yo in
Hello (hello, hello, hello)
9-5, 9-3, c'est plus du rap, c'est des mathématiques
Les fouetter, gros, c'est la thématique
Pas d'stress, ils
t'enlever la vie
Si on te loupe pas
Tu vas plus profiter de ta vie
Le rap on le domine
Même si on est poli
On est les princes de la ville
Ohhhh
On est les
Terno flattop e Nike air The fresh Prince of Bel Air Bel air
Terno flattop e Nike air The fresh Prince of Bel Air Bel air
Terno flattop e Nike
and the Fresh Prince just bu bu buggin out
Losing it all no sense
Ay Jeff scratch it scratch it man, scratch it
Uh aw that was decent
Now scratch it a quick
the prince of the agg and I’m hot now
And I stay the freshest they like how
They know I’m the best but the youngest
And with this rap yeah I’m the toughest
She
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