[B.G.] Me the B.G., and my fuckin rounds Two legend paper chasers from uptown Bout money and bitches, puttin in ditches We roll in trucks like Hummers and Our relationship like and Jesus Ask one of our hoes, ain't no between us Two black young kingpins, that's how they us Steaks and is what they 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 roll the motto, "Ball til we fall" Fuck wit B, you bringin B.G. all the way out Fuck wit me G you Baby all the way out there Since ninety-two ninety-three our love been We never spend to a pussy, Cash niggaz share I'm a Big Tymer, that's a Suga Slim signed a, million dollar contract (?) Capone thuggin quick to bust yo' head Watch tone in that mansion is where we lay our head at We play gold floss rocks and drive drop-tops Way I it look like Suge and 'Pac
[Lil Suge and 'Pac, like 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 J. and 'Face, Russ and Run Baby and B.G. through like assault rifle machine guns Worth more than these niggaz could wonder You better thank nigga we hit blocks like thunder Comin through a dark tunnel a black on black It no secret we showed our ass last summer We both got three or fo' bitches we bank at playboy to hide our riches Me and this young nigga we tighter than He the motherfuckin rapper and I'm the spitter And if you you wit him I'll clear my bank on one of you bitches And I'll put that on my Ma and my Pa and they restin in peace It ain't in this industry gon' fuck wit Baby and little B.G., wit Fresh beats Wit Suga Slim's behind all this heat and my Hot Boyz strapped right beside me Nigga I'll bet a million to yo' light bill I'll bet my Rolex wit my bezel nigga to yo' cable It nuttin in this industry could fuck wit Cash Money cause we it real nigga, believe that
[Lil Now what? Suge and 'Pac, like Puff and B.I.G and B.G. tryin to clock six figs Like 'Face and J., Russ and Run Baby and B.G. tryin to clock a million,
[B.G.] I got for my nigga Baby He heard I rapped, on VL and saved me Now we ballin, livin swell gravy Cause I'm my shine on, don't you hate me? B.G. and Baby, good pah We just determined to hustle and get out the dog Fuck wit me and my boy, I you would dog We dirty and I'll put that on the hood dog
Now what make these hoes thank I ain't rich? What make these niggaz think the diamonds on my Rolex ain't the My brotha taught me how to wear two Rolexes at one time 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 this young nigga would end up swell I used my to keep him writin rhymes cause I knew be major at one time Now I done rolled in the cars It ain't no secret that B.G.'s a Money superstar
[Lil Like Suge and 'Pac, 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 Suge and 'Pac, like and B.I.G and B.G. tryin to clock six figs Like 'Face and J., Russ and Run Nigga and B.G. tryin to clock a million, ha?
Ain't nuttin could wit us playboy We take it how you want it, that's the issue We clockin all gravy If it about that money we ain't havin seein no bitches We doin what we got to do, we G's Lil' Antoine, my lil' from Tennessee It's all gravy playboy, how you luv that 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 make money it don't make sense I wear two watches on my wrist, at fifty G's a How's that nigga? That's a hundred I done put two hundred G's on my My dog bout to redo his shit Nigga we just gon' have and hoes How you luv playboy? Drankin Crystal, poppin ain't drankin Tanqu-zay no more Niggaz wearin rangs cost G's Niggaz cost 'em twenty G's Niggaz's cost 'em ten G's Nigga homes costin two hoes gettin furs, nigga hoes gettin gators Niggaz just.. dumpin playa It ain't no boy, how you luv that nigga? Believe boy (man I love yo' momma)