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Big

Suga And Pac, And Big
[B.G.]
Me the B.G., and Baby my rounds
Two livin legend paper chasers from
Bout money and bitches, puttin haters in
We in trucks like Hummers and Expeditions
Our relationship Moses and Jesus
Ask one of our hoes, ain't no between us
Two black kingpins, that's how they treat us
Steaks and fettucini is what feed us
Nigga ridin shinin, me and my be sippin
the finest wine and spendin G's, trips
back and forth to Texas, we flyin; tryin to make a y'all
Cause we with the motto, "Ball til we fall"
wit B, you bringin B.G. all the way out there
Fuck wit me G you bringin Baby all the way out
Since ninety-two ninety-three our love there
We never to a pussy, Cash Money niggaz share
I'm a Big Tymer, a fact
Slim just signed a, million dollar contract
Lil' (?) Capone thuggin quick to yo' head
Watch your tone in that is where we lay our head at
We play high gold floss rocks and drive
Way I bust it look like and 'Pac

Wayne]
Like and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. to clock six figs
'Face and J., like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to a million

Like J. and 'Face, like and Run
Baby and B.G. comin like assault rifle machine guns
Worth more than these niggaz could wonder
You better thank quick we hit blocks like thunder
through a dark tunnel a black on black Hummer
It ain't no secret we our ass last summer
We both got or fo' bitches we bank at first
Embassy playboy to hide our
Me and young nigga we tighter than stitches
He the motherfuckin rapper and I'm the spitter
And if you you wit him
I'll my bank account on one of you bitches
And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they restin in peace
It ain't nuttin in this gon' fuck
wit Baby and little B.G., wit Fresh beats
Wit Suga Slim's brains behind all this
and my Hot Boyz strapped ridin right me
Nigga I'll bet a dolars to yo' light bill
bet my Rolex wit my bezel nigga to yo' cable bill
It ain't nuttin in this industry could fuck wit Cash
we keep it real nigga, believe that

[Lil
Now what? Like and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
and B.G. tryin to clock six figs
Like and J., like Russ and Run
and B.G. tryin to clock a million, what?

[B.G.]
I got love for my nigga
He heard I rapped, came on VL and me
Now we ballin, livin swell it's
Cause I'm gettin my shine on, you hate me?
B.G. and Baby, livin pah
We determined to hustle and get out the hood dog
Fuck wit me and my boy, I wish you dog
We dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog

Now what make these hoes that I ain't rich?
What make these niggaz think the diamonds on my ain't the shit?
My brotha taught me how to wear two Rolexes at one time
Nigga I'm shine til I die
Me and this nigga together since he was twelve
Hangin out at club, Rolexes daybreak watchin my beeper ring
Now I knew this young would end up swell
I my mind to keep him writin rhymes
I knew he'a be major at one time
Now I done rolled in the flyest
It no secret that B.G.'s a Cash Money superstar

[Lil
Like and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. to clock six figs
Like and J., like Russ and Run
Baby and B.G. tryin to a million
Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G
Baby and B.G. tryin to six figs
Like 'Face and J., like and Run
Nigga Baby and B.G. tryin to a million, ha?

Ain't nuttin fuck wit us playboy
We take it how you want it, that's the nigga
We it's all gravy
If it about that money we ain't havin seein no bitches
We doin we got to do, we clockin G's
Lil' Antoine, my lil' from Tennessee
It's all playboy, how you luv that nigga?
We clockin playboy, if you like it that's the issue nigga
Get it how you playboy
How you luv nigga?
If it don't make it don't make sense nigga
I wear two on my wrist, at fifty G's a piece
that look nigga? That's a hundred
I done put two hundred G's on my
My dog bout to redo his shit
we just gon' have gold and hoes
How you luv playboy?
Crystal, poppin bottles
Niggaz drankin Tanqu-zay no more
Niggaz wearin rangs twenty G's
Niggaz cost 'em twenty G's
rims cost 'em ten G's
Nigga costin two mill-ion
Nigga gettin furs, nigga hoes gettin gators
Niggaz just. dumpin playa
It ain't no thang boy, how you luv nigga?
Believe that boy (man I yo' momma)