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(*talking*)What's up (what's up) niggaAct like you know who this isIf you don't know who this is niggaIt's Lil' B. Gizzle, it ain't B. Geezie no moreYou understand, it's Chopper City Records niggaYou heard me, for 2002, and I'ma give it to youUncut and raw, look[B.G.]It's bout time I bring B. Gizzle, on the sceneRemind niggas, who forgot I'm still bout that beefAnd I brings the heat, if it's daylight or night timeI bangs heat, from AK's, macks and ninesNow I ride, believe me when I stress that thereOr that round thang on your neck, I'ma wet that thereSplit that there, splat that there, bust that thereAnd this ain't conversation lil one, trust that thereI hit your set with that K, and up that thereYou can't duck from them 50 shots, or run nowhereRight where you stand my nigga, you done right thereMama hollin', don't let that be my son right thereWell mama I'm sorry, that's your son right thereHis body, his brains, and his long wife thereAin't bout to let no nigga play me, fuck that thereThey find you smelling like a skunk, same time next yearSongtexte[Hook - 2x]I'ma set these niggas straight, fuck that shitWell I'ma put em in they place, fuck that shitAnd let em know B. Gizzle here to stay, fuck that shitNow if you down with me nigga, holla fuck that shit[B.G.]If I say it I say it, cause I mean that thereIf my finger on the trigger, gotta squeeze that thereI'm a hustler bout my money, so I keeps that workPlay with me I'll put you six feet, in that dirtMopping off, you know you could get stole like thatThugging in public, B. Gizzle roll like thatKi's of coke, ounces of dope, I sold that thereNarcotics period, I sold that thereJacking niggas, killing niggas, I did that shitIf it come with this life of crime, I lived that shitknives a motherfucker, if I'm telling the truthThey'll tell you ain't no telling, what Geezie'd doConvicted felon, with a firearm quick to draw downThink I'm playing play with me, watch how quick I draw downWatch how quick I load it, cock it and set this bitch offJust like now, I'm bout this set this bitch off[Hook - 2x]I'ma set these niggas straight, fuck that shitWell I'ma put em in they place, fuck that shitAnd let em know B. Gizzle here to stay, fuck that shitNow if you down with me nigga, won't you grab your dick[B.G.]Call me Doogie Gizzle, B. Gizzle or Bling Bling SlimHoes like that's a Hot Boy, I know himNiggas who know me, know I bust fifty from the clipNiggas who don't know me, they play with me and get flippedCall me Doogie Gizzle, B. Gizzle or Bling Bling SlimHoes like, girl I want to fuck himNiggas who know me, know I bust fifty from the clipNiggas who don't know me, they play with me and get flippedI'm a hustler, I know a hundred and one ways how to hustleDo what it take to get paid, hit the blockRunning the shop, or pimp a bitchThat's a few, besides K in that and taking hitsI'm a rider, been a riderI'm like Destiny's Child motherfucker, B. Gizzle is a survivorGot my little brother, riding with meGot Ke'noe on the track, motherfucker do you feel meYou gots to feel me, you gon feel meCause I'ma give it to you raw, what you seen is what you sawAnd I got the sawed off pump, got the uzi got the K niggaYou better run but you can't run, cause you done you done diggityDone dadda, motherfucker it's blocka blockaFrom the chopper, it's no more existence for youIt's no resistance for you, but for me it's straight upI'm a winner, not a beginner, I'm a veteran to this shitI've been doing this shit a long timeNigga know bout me, nigga know I'm bout mineAnd I'ma shine nigga, it's 2000 and 2So what the fuck you want to do, it's Chopper City RecordsNiggas thought I wasn't gon do it, niggas thought I wouldn't be successfulBut look at me now, look at me standing tallLook at me now nigga, I'ma ball till I fallAnd you hate that, you can't take thatBut you gotta take that, or get your head bust black(*talking*)Uh, how you love that, you gotta love thatI'm gonna run with this, I'm gonna run with thatNigga, what the fuck up with you, haYou can't-you can't take this, niggaI got my nigga Jordan, Feen, JohnnyUh, you gotta do it like that uhWhat's happening Hurk niggaYeah, uh, we putting faces on shirts niggaGot my little brother in this bitchUh huh, we doing this shit Aus Songtexte Mania