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(*talking*)
Whaaaaa, happ'n (alright, alright)
It's B.Gizzle, Tuck (yes sir, Polar Bear)
It's from New Orleans, AKA City
All the way to T-Town, you what I'm saying
And you how a nigga rocking, uh-huh
It's on this end, you heard me uh-huh
It's real in the field, you I'm saying believe it

[B.G.]
I'm off the block, niggaz love me I keep it real
respect me, cause I spit everything that they live
I got a with the pills, and the good dro
I get coat soon as it hit Miami, off the boat
I got a glock I keep it on me, I ever slip
Seventeen ain't enough, I rock with that clip
Thirty minus four, that's 26 so it jam
Run up if you want, you run straight into that
Blucka-blucka this Chopper City, don't it nigga
I live and breathe this real shit, you gotta it nigga
I don't be playing, when I tell you I be out
Mouth full of T-shirt and bows, I be thugged out
I ain't gon change, I don't a fuck if I'm Donald Trump
I'll represent Uptown, V.L. that's where I'm from
Chopper City in New Orleans, better ask around
Niggaz'll tell you, that nigga B.Gizzle hold it

- 2x]
You it, rush up on him
He hating, up on him
He plotting, up on him
Show mercy, to no
War better for it, this is what
him, without a cord
Guerillas, not

Tuck]
Get it how you live, be or pay the bill
Drill a nigga or get drilled, kill a nigga or get
Niggaz be hating black, if you hate it you hating

Stomp feet like cats, be on guard for all attacks
Always know what's up, the best set a yellow slut
If you set up by a slut, be ashamed and chop her up
That bitch was out of line, time to show naked
Don't no blood behind, use barets and terpentine
Say ain't tripping on shit, got teeth that shine and
Watching them watching this, make other forfeit
Swear to God I got a lot of niggaz, I swear to God they all
I swear to God kill a nigga, they specialize in end a temper
You simple you don't want none of me, kind of Tuck you me
You can't no mics like me, fa sho can't box like me
War we done been in a few, who knew how many minds we
Coming to the Avenue, you beefing bitch it'll happen to you

- 2x]

[50/50
It's like the Creeper, my gorillas will eat ya
The feature delete ya, then put you in a box speakers
Put you in a box like sneakers, if you try to box beat ya
My house or your house I'll meet ya, discombobulate your features
They gon have to get jumped teachers, step on you frauds like bleachers
Try to play hard but soft as peaches, your will prolly teach us
When I the Mack-90, you gon have to poo-poo
Shit-shit doo-doo, like you drunk a case of Yoo-hoo
Babies oh boo-goo, got a boo-boo
Have control of you do, or 50/50 will do you
charges then sue you, for getting blood on my who-doo
Lick when I shoot through, you got that chump now flee-shoo

- 2x]