[B.G.] Me the B.G., and Baby my fuckin Two livin legend paper from uptown Bout and bitches, puttin haters in ditches We roll in trucks like and Expeditions Our relationship like Moses and Ask one of our hoes, ain't no comin us Two young kingpins, that's how they treat us Steaks and is what they feed us Nigga ridin shinin, me and my nigga be the finest and spendin G's, makin trips back and forth to Texas, we flyin; to make a mill' 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 all the way out there Since ninety-two ninety-three our love there We never spend to a pussy, Money niggaz share I'm a Big Tymer, that's a Suga Slim just signed a, million dollar Lil' (?) Capone thuggin to bust yo' head Watch your tone in that mansion is where we lay our at We play high gold floss and drive drop-tops Way I bust it look like Suge and
[Lil Like and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G Baby and B.G. tryin to clock six Like and J., like Russ and Run and B.G. tryin to clock a million
Like J. and 'Face, like and Run Baby and B.G. comin through like rifle machine guns Worth more money than these niggaz could You thank quick nigga we hit blocks like thunder Comin through a dark tunnel a black on Hummer It ain't no secret we showed our ass last We both got three or fo' we bank at first Embassy playboy to our riches Me and this young we tighter than stitches He the motherfuckin and I'm the game spitter And if you you wit him clear my bank account on one of you bitches And put that on my Ma and my Pa and they both restin in peace It ain't in this industry gon' fuck wit Baby and B.G., wit Mannie Fresh beats Wit Suga Slim's brains all this heat and my Hot Boyz strapped ridin beside me Nigga bet a million dolars to yo' light bill I'll bet my wit my bezel nigga to yo' cable bill It ain't nuttin in this industry could fuck wit Money cause we keep it real nigga, believe
[Lil Now what? Like and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G and B.G. tryin to clock six figs Like 'Face and J., like and Run Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million,
[B.G.] I got love for my nigga He I rapped, came on VL and saved me Now we ballin, swell it's gravy I'm gettin my shine on, don't you hate me? B.G. and Baby, good pah We determined to hustle and get out the hood dog wit me and my boy, I wish you would dog We dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog
Now what make these hoes thank that I rich? What make niggaz think the diamonds on my Rolex ain't the shit? My brotha Prime taught me how to wear two Rolexes at one Nigga I'm gon' til I die Me and this nigga been together since he was out at club, Rolexes daybreak watchin my beeper ring bells Now I knew young nigga would end up swell I used my mind to him writin rhymes cause I knew he'a be at one time Now I done in the flyest cars It ain't no that B.G.'s a Cash Money superstar
[Lil Like Suge and 'Pac, Puff and B.I.G Baby and B.G. tryin to six figs 'Face and J., like Russ and Run Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a Like Suge and 'Pac, like and B.I.G Baby and B.G. tryin to six figs Like and J., like Russ and Run Nigga Baby and B.G. to clock a million, ha?
Ain't could fuck wit us playboy We take it how you want it, that's the nigga We clockin all gravy If it ain't that money we ain't havin seein no bitches We doin we got to do, we clockin G's Antoine, my lil' potnah 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 live How you luv that If it don't money it don't make sense nigga I wear two watches on my wrist, at G's a piece How's that nigga? That's a hundred I put two hundred G's on my grill My dog Fresh bout to his shit Nigga we just gon' gold and hoes How you luv playboy? Crystal, poppin bottles Niggaz ain't drankin Tanqu-zay no wearin rangs cost twenty G's Niggaz earrings cost 'em G's Niggaz's cost 'em ten G's Nigga homes two mill-ion Nigga hoes gettin furs, nigga gettin gators Niggaz just.. playa haters It ain't no thang boy, how you luv nigga? Believe boy (man I love yo' momma)