With Tha B.g. - B.G.

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