'ma hold on, be strong, keep on doin' what I'm doin' Never thought I'd ever be this strong today Still so much love for all the G's that paved the way
on the elevator like, "Wassup" I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B One said, "Ain't you that boy that be on B.E.T?" Ya that's me, Ching
, I always smoke mad blunts before breakfast Cause I, Get Around like 2Pac with Poetic in my Justic Hold tight, hold tight, everybody hold tight
roll with no crews that do the same ol' same's so I travel the seventh plain by the way of coal train, And that's an ill though, niggas get caught in
old So what that mean? I roll the blunt And puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute Crazy holy doctor holding me 'cause I be rocking B Sewing up
) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) [Bun B] Say, I'm all about
C I know he ready to hit the street And jump back to makin beats And I know that nigga miss Bun B So we gon keep it on the G That's comin for my brother
Pimp C, I know he ready to hit the street And jump back to makin' beats and I know that nigga miss Bun B So we gon' keep it on the G that's comin' for
C I know he ready to hit the streets And jumb back to makin beats And I know that nigga miss Bun B So we gon keep it on the G That's comin for my brother
bricks like a yellow road [Big Sean:] GOOD, I do it B.I.G. Sean Don nigga (But you found it mutherfucker) bitch I?m in, that no-smoke sec? rolling motherfucking
that G: man, you's one baaaaaad jungle brother A: like that Like that Outro: A: uh, wooh, sammy b, b, you got it like that I know you got it like that
background) Mike g: Ah yeah, mike g is gonna do you Sammy b is gonna do you Afrika's gonna do you Red alert, red alert, yeah Yeah, huh, that's hot, that
Kim] You wasn't sayin that when you was eatin my pussy! [Kim] You a nasty motherfucker! [Big] Check it, uhh [Kim] Crab ass [Chorus One: B.I.G.] What
doin it for nigga?) Haha, we doin this for loyalty nigga Tell them niggaz Bun [Verse 1 - Bun B] They thought it was over, they thought that I was done
barkin thats that boy Bird, rock 73rd letem boys know we goin fed, what ya heard got that Lil Three, and that mans off that Botany got that boy Joe thinkin
I'm slidin' the pipe, it's super tight So don't try to knock us, baby, don't try to hate That's how we do it in that Lone star state, get it straight,
the map, thought we wouldn't get in the game I'm sticking my dick up in the game and bustin in that like a train I'm hitting that mayne, look at this
I hit your hood (hood), what you gon' do? (gon' do) Fall back and break bread with a G though (G though) Might come down, not like me though (me through