(Yukmouth) Y'all niggaz in trouble, should've never fucked with Yuk. G-G-G-Gay Unit! Bitch ass Game you could neva fuck with Yuk you bitch!(you bitch). (
a thug world t-h-u-g It's a thug world we live in a thug world it's a thug world t-h-u-g [Chorus] You ready for tha midwest invasion we bringing them
popped with a bullet that was meant for me The adapt by T's and B's and the regencies Fuck what the reason be, I'ma start squeezin' these Them niggas ain't G
, hang on a second, yeah aisle, bdellium? Yeah, aisle like a, like a theater, alright, okay and bdellium? Bdellium, it's a gum like tree resin, it starts with a silent B
' (flo') Want the G's and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go) [Bun B] They try to run up in the manger (run up) Now hold oon Bun B I see me P
like WHOA! Cease-a-Lee bad with a phone like WHOA! My four-four blow silently like WHOA! Cock it back, squeeze one more time like WHOA! You wanna be B.I.G
a role model for my lil' brother And buy a fifteen room manison for my mother Settle down wit' a silent hoe And drop a tight seed So I can raise another uptown B.G
what'cha get THINK I ain't bout nothin', You done been showed, brains blowed, You should have knowed, New Orleans carry no hoes Say what's up to Satan, B.G
tape and my rope nigga [Chorus] [Talking: B.G.] I want a mil ticket (gettin wicked), mil ticket On the real, V.L., my nigga Big Moe, 2-2-3 L.T., Adam, G
[B.G.] It's me, the B.G., doin' my thang Lettin' 'em hang, I represent bangity-bang I gettin' off into shit you can not handle I'm settin' it off in this
verge of another breakdown. this time you will stand on your own. a n o t h e r b r o k e n s t r i n g did it frame your sadness did it echo tragedy
you silent Leave you howlin I'ma creep upon ya (Yeah) I'ma put it on ya (Who) Drop bombs on ya like they did in Oklahoma [Mz. G.B. of the Ghetto Twiinz
go, I'm takin all these punks with me Pass me a clip G, now come and get me You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent Givin them a reason, (a reason
find a new wife And still hit the block and slang rocks at night But you could be dead wrong with your pockets right Contrary to what the legendary B.I.G
like I did? Said it like this: What if Peyton was fighting dogs instead of Mike Vick? What if Arnold would just let Tookie get life? What if B.I.G. missed
on the street Yeah I score from Slim and B 10 a ki, real OG's, 36 oz's formed the halves Goin' for 2 G's UPT connect, bout stackin', leave ya wet Niggas
no courtesy You birded B, you heard of me, impressively You got no style and me I'm smilin B you whylin B I'm ballin B You silent G I'm bout it B you