With Tha Bg Lyrics

With Tha Bg lyrics

featuring Big Tymers

B.G. [Talking]
Don't fuck with me
Tellin'
ya

Verse One: B.G.

Nigga better tighten up
Before my clique
start lighten up
Fuckin' with me Baby salutin' niggas bittin' dust
My
nigga got my back thats a worry aint on my mind
I know if he got it he
comin' out there slangin' iron
I got some niggas with choppers M-11 glocks
ya hear me
I'm tellin' ya if thats what cha get hit with come near
me
Niggas know that I stack feddi sip fine wine
I aint no hoe so come and
test me I bust fifty times
Put a nigga in a blenda BLUKAH
Now you wish you
wouldn't of slipped up BLUKAH BLUKAH
If you bout nigga hatin' on me I don't
give a fuck
They thank I don't know they out there waitin' on me I'ma hit
the bus
Nigga it'll be some shit bloody bodies all in the street
Everyday
of the week fuckin' with the B.G.

(Chorus) B.G. 4x
Fuckin' with tha
B.G.
Ca$h Money goin' broke puttin change on niggas brain behind
me

Verse Two: B.G.

I ride dirty nigga chopper on the back
seat
Ready ta hold quota nigga where ever we meet
I gotta protect me
I
can't let cha doom check me
I stays on my Ps
I can't see wettin' the
B.G.
Yeah I'm still the same fire boy nigga
Got beams on my toys and I
still bring noise nigga
I keep it real forever treal nigga
Hoes be
jockin' with ten solids cross my grill nigga
Gotta get my shine on
I
stress to ya I'm bout chesse so I gotta get my grind on
I gotta ride on
crome
I stress to ya we got twenty inches on everything we own
Ca$h Money
off the hezzay
Besides B and Slim been way been on Fresh since the
B.Geezay
It aint no secret handle biz black I keep tha ??? gangsta
He
keep the fire ass trick nack
Then you know bout the H.Beezay
Wayne Juve
Turk aint no way you niggas can see me
Before you step to me thank
nigga
I'm tellin ya you don't need ale other drank nigga

(Chorus)
4x

Verse Three: Baby
Nigga I'm a veteran at this shit
Use my gat
ta self protect me from that muthafuckin' bullshit
Niggas gettin' crossed
up
Tossed up
From fuckin' with CMR niggas gettin dished up
From
millionaires plus
Diamonds bezzel crush
My lil B.G. plush
From his
rolex to his Lexus truck
But we'll never get enough
Got this rap game
fucked up
And we greedy like some hungry tigers ikn this rap feezy
Off
tha heezy
With this motherfuckin chessezy
My lil B.Geezy
Know if a
nigga get outta line he gotta come see me
But for now got to Strails and get
a nigga some steak and fetticeezy
So I can go by one of my hoes with a full
steezy
And watch this hoe scuff up to her kneezy
And send the video tape
back to B.Geezy
And when finish hand it off to Man Feezy
And when he
finish won't he toss to Suga Seezy
Fuckin' with my B.Geezy
I'll clear my
bank account playboy you can believe me

Verse Four: Manny
Fresh

Check it out baby boy while I run this shit
The life you
talkin' bout man I done done this shit
Rough rugged
Muthafuck it
If
you can dig it nigga then I done already dug it
Ready like the
Marines
Nigga with infared beams
I go get my shit I don't talk about
dreams
Mr. Betty Crocker
Does it even cock up
Nigga knocka
Juice
and vodka
Represent a stocka
If you ever get the nuts ta try ta try
me
Ca$h Money records gone show yo ass head bustin' is a hobby