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| B.G. Chopper City Play'n And Laugh'n [b.g.] I try to maintain keep my head straight But my surroundin' niggas want half weight So what the fuck all i see iz niggas heads peeled I ain't got to many postive relatives people Try to tell me right from wrong but man i think I'm grown i ain't resepctin no nigga cuz my daddy gone I'm on my own so let me be the b.g. i'm gonna be Its an possiabilty i might see a key off valence Street all i want is green in my hand i ain't gonna Say nothin' because shit doesn't always go as planned I'm gonna do what i do wit my hustlin cuz i know Somewhere out here they got a mill i'm gonna get it I ain't waitin on the bitch to come to me If that's the case i be waitin til eternity I'ma struggle and strive drink some wine Doin bad thas fine i got my hand on my nine You bests believe i'm goin to get mine You can take this to the bank nigga i'm gonna die tryin Chorus: b.g. Playa can't be played Playa niggas sittin around waitin on shit to happen But if ya want somethin do what ya got to do, gee out chea And make yo shit come through playa [b.g.] I gots to get mine i'm out for me Nobody worryin' bout dis little b.g. I'm gonna get my hustle on i'm in it to win it I ain't my own man sittin' round dependin' I'm the next nigga to take care of me Thas weak i wouldn't be showin' responsibility I'm gonna handle my own weight wit my own skills Make my own mill backed up by the next nigga grill Build me an hand hand i'm gonna play it right To choices to rock the mic on my all night flight One way or another success is in my future If ya talk stupid playa hatin' im a mute ya I'm gonna struggle till i make it sustle till i make it I know i'm gonna make it because i'm tru to the game No fakin' niggas wonderin why they can't stop dis b.g. Standin 5'11 weighin 153 from the streets goin full speed To the stars nigga layin down raw smokin big phat cigars Nigga i got my hands on my nine i told ya Take this to the bank nigga i'm gonna die tryin Chorus [b.g.] Nigga i'm all bout da paper been a hustler for life Always lay down and get mine even if i got to hang all night It's like they got to wait for you, they got to wait for me If i got to bust in disgust i'm gonna provide for the b.g. I got this million dollar talent and it's all in my mind I'm gonna work it overtime, i gots to get mine I hit the block wit real niggas, block cock wit real niggas Goin' to the top wit real niggas you get chopped from real niggas I got skills for double platium i'm an habbit like dat I pack my gat wit nine put my mac for nine niggas flat on dey back Sellin crack for nine i'm tryin to make somethin Shake get a big break i ain't fake I got two choices rap or slang yay It's cool because i'm a real nigga all about da mail Get the scale weigh the yay got eleven for sale Belive i don't mind dyin' make a million I'm tryin stuck in the hood nigga out to get mine Chorus |
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