400 Degreez

B.G. & (Baby)<br>Cash Money slangin nine nigga<br>(Off top playboy)<br>H.B`s and The B.G.`s<br>(What`s happing little B.G. bring it to these niggas)<br><br>(B.G.)<br>When I got that iron in my hand I`m going to slang it<br>When I got that drama on my mind I`m going to bring it<br>I ain`t backing down from no nigga that`s hatin<br>If the nigga say I ain`t bout my buisness look here he hatin<br><br>(Baby)<br>Comin uptown playboy we gonna slang it <br>If I catch down nigga bad we gonna leave ya stainin<br>Fuckin wit my H.B`s nigga I`m gonna bring it<br>Rollin uptown stay strap and keep thinkin`<br><br>(B.G.)<br>Cause a nigga get stolen<br>Better yet get takin<br>Paper is burn<br>They come fast, ya cant shake it<br>Picture this my brother Cash Money done went nation<br>That come`s from 7 hard years of dedication<br><br>(Baby) <br>Fuckin with B.G. nigga <br>I`m puttin on your viece and I`m a kill me a nigga <br>That`s believing worth 6 figures we call hard hitters<br>We uptown riders and we real with this nigga (nigga)<br><br>(B.G.)<br>Police can investigate but they ain`t gonna find shit<br>But a 100 bullet shells without a fucking fingerprint<br>This Hot Boy click laid back and spy on niggas<br>We see them working on something look here we riders<br>Ain`t like working niggas<br>Any block with a flussy<br>That goes for the boss too<br>We ain`t got no picks to choose it<br>We get cha if we gotta<br>Wig split cha if we gotta<br>I know you ain`t got word that B.G.`s a rider<br>So keep it on the D.L<br>If you got keys don`t serve nobody but off V.L<br>`Cause they play for keeps <br>A one way ticket to hizell <br>6 ft. deep<br>It`s a filthy dirty rizell<br>On the U.P.T<br>I was raised in the streets<br>But I put it on my mind <br>By the time I was nine<br>I was pushin nigga <br>I was slangin that nine<br><br>(Lil Wayne)<br>Na, Na, Na, Na<br>Now them them don`t want us <br>They know me and Turk don`t fuss in the corners<br>They already know that we brothers, Blood <br>Or whatever you wanna call it<br>Click up wit my dog we get crazy like alcholics<br>Plus we ballers<br>So whatever we spin the Lex or Benz<br>Its gonna be on twenny, twen, twens<br><br>(Turk)<br>Get off the block when we come nigga (nigga)<br>To the lane <br>Shots that close shop when the bullets start sparying<br>Run your mouth too much, better watch what cha sayin<br>Like a nigga on the sideline, nigga we ain`t playin<br><br>(Lil Wayne)<br>Na, Na, Na, Na<br>Now why O why Lord<br>The nigga wanna try and die Lord<br><br>(Turk) <br>Niggaz wanna learn hard way<br>Give it to `em like that<br>Make `em suffer <br>Put that bitch wit a bag<br><br>(Juvenile)<br>I guess you probably standin there sayin, "Who`s the muthafucka?"<br>Nigga Juv`s the muthafucka, thata bruise a muthafucka<br>Either there`s been a lot of cross-firing in the bricks<br>And I`m gonna kill me a nigga<br>If they put me in that shit <br>Look I`m gonna tell ya like I tell my folks<br>Play with me if you want but Cash Money going broke<br>Even if it means creepin up slow <br>Busting out shots out my black Volvo