Who Got Tha Birds

{Baby}<br>Fa`sho nigga<br><br>{B.G.}<br>Black Connection back up on that ass once again<br><br>{Baby}<br>All the time<br><br>{B.G.}<br>Somethin` to blow somethin` nigga<br><br>{Baby}<br>Nigga Pimp Daddy fool<br><br>{B.G.}<br>Uptown for life<br><br>{Baby}<br>Like this nigga<br><br>{Baby}<br>I shuffle my money, like a card game on the cool and<br>Fuck mo hoes then that green done sold {Fa`sho}<br>I beat my bitches out a pocket when they break the rule <br>{Bitch give me mine}<br>And I`m a cut these nigga`s when I`m drunk actin` a fool<br>Big Bro, wusup nigga, let me use yo fuckin` tool<br>I need the chopper Mag-11 so I can act a fool {Chopper, Chopper}<br>They got some nigga`s from Texas, comin` down with some birds<br>So what`s the word nigga, {jack `em} straight serve<br><br>Chorus: {Mannie Fresh}<br><br>I got some birds nigga {what}<br>Y`all ready to serve nigga {what}<br>Spread `em out good nigga {what}<br>Cuz this hood is your`s nigga {Fa`sho nigga look}<br><br>{Baby}<br>I went from rag`s to riches, I went from riches to rag`<br>Now I`m saggin` in my bitch {B I heard you puttin` yo foot}<br>In them hoes ass, {Huh-bra} pass me the gar<br>Nigga blow me a gun, snort some dope fool<br>Time to have some fun {I`m prepared, I`m prepared}<br>They got some nigga`s down in LA comin` with some ki`s<br>What`s the word nigga {Jack `em straight serve}<br><br>Chorus<br><br>{B.G.}<br>Well nigga best`s to hide that Ye because<br>I`m a jack move, I`m try`na come up<br>Lil` Doogie, on a stack move<br>Motherfucker, if you ballin` best believe I got`s to have it<br>Out to get mine, I ain`t no hoe so I`m a grab it<br>If you worse up, you ducked taped in the back of the trunk<br>Call his people, tell `em I want twenty for this chump<br>It`s goin` two way`s he get sprayed, I get paid<br>Try some funny flicke shit, he on Amanester dead<br>With a slug in his motherfuckin` dome <br>They was tight with that drug money so I had to<br>Send `em home, victim of that chrome<br>I`m straight takin` it, ain`t fakin` it<br>Ya heard me, robbin` and hustlin` is a B.G. way of makin` it<br>So if you got it, keep it on that down low<br>Cuz I`m a test ya if know, try to play you like a hoe<br>Punk bitch, I`m take yo shit when I`m try`na come up<br>Them o`l coward ass nigga`s got`s to drop drop<br><br>Chorus<br><br>{Lil` Ya}<br>My nigga P-I-M-P Daddy started off young<br>Snatchin` emblem`s off them Caddy`s<br>Then he went on, and started stealin` car`s<br>Respect no bitch, he called `em all broad`s<br>My nigga had a talent that couldn`t be fucked with me<br>Now he`s dead and gone, all cuz a bitch<br>He used to shine with that iron, a Pimp<br>That never wined or dined, and he always rocked<br>Club 49, I let him meet my manager and<br>B-tro-duce, promised him he get better but and<br>Had to leave them buster`s alone<br>Left Full Pack, and got with the Black Connection and it was on<br>We used to hit the rode, and make a lot of mil<br>The day I went to jail, my nigga fell<br>It hurt me to my heart, to hear my nigga got smoked<br>It`s time for the Black, the Gat`s let`s handle business Lok<br>We got to put them birds on the side<br>This nigga, fucked over my boy, uhh , this nigga gotta die<br>It took a coward to kill him, now`s he`s in jail and a nigga<br>Steady nailin` him, and if he hit the street again<br>Lil` Ya gonna do him in, because Pimp was my motherfuckin` friend<br><br>{Rest in Peace my nigga Pimp Daddy}