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featuring Big Tymers 

Big Tymers: 
Fa sho...this for my homie K.C. 
That just did ten in tha pen 
Bout to spit this game for ya fool 

Chorus: [B.G. & Big Tymers] 
These niggas don't understand that he tha man 
(And on the downlow I'm still sellin' birds they tell me that) 
These niggas don't understand that he tha man 
(And on the downlow I'm still sellin' birds they tell me that) 

First Verse [Baby] 
I need me a lick, to come up on a hundred G's 
(How B?) 
Movin' these fuckin' kees 
(Where B?) 
Run em' in that U.P.T. 
(And who gone run em?) 
Tha brotha and my B.G. 

[B.G.] 
You gotta beat em 
(That nigga is my lady) 
Four golds and I'm out there baby 

[Baby] 
I hit my safe for a hundred and fifty G's 
(Why nigga?) 
Orderin' for 20 kees 
(Street value?) 
Two hundred and fifty G's 
(And what's yo profit?) 
A lick for a hundred G's 

[B.G.] 
My people, Baby, bout to bring us some heavy Snow white 
Mama told me I'ma have to go on that all night flight 
Fuck breakin' two hundred I'm breakin' Q.B's 
Ziploc'em up and send em to that U.P.T. 
Never seen a triple beam and so much yay 
On his porch stairs, nothin' but mail 
One hundred G's with ease now that's no big drama 
I keep packin' shit to keep icin' lil' Mama 
Too many kees bringin' rats and gats and cadillacs 
But through thick and thin, V.L. got my back 

Chorus 

Second Verse: [Baby] 
Fuckin' break these kees down to quarter kees 
Let Vamp run em all in the Third Ward U.P.T. 
K.C. drop this load on my B.G. 
(Tear da kee) 
Bring me back nigga a hundred G's 
Nigga get yo shit 
(Nigga I got my shit) 
Ready to cock yo shit? 
(I'm ready to pop my shit) 

[B.G.] 
I'ma take yo breath, introduce you to death 
When you get to Hell, tell em I can follow your map 
Tired of flippin' these hustlas, I wanna flip some G's 
So what's up wit Baby? 
(Graduated from kees) 
We gone make this shit happen, we gone flood em out Uptown 
And we gone bring and sprinkle a bit downtown 
We ride Lexus with interos, MoMos or Cameros 
Slim got the coke in a wayside barrel for 22-5 
(Got the kees for 11-5) 
Come to the B.G. I might do it for a even 5 
Nigga I ball and people don't know it, Cuz I don't show it 
The only way to find out is if you come and score it 
Cuz I don't stop with no hoe or no show 
I wear my polo, and get a bucket and keep it on the downlow 

Chorus 

Third Verse [Manny]: 
Never out her, money and the powder 
Nigga move the shit from Uptown to Crowder 
Who got the sprinkle to make yo ass wrinkle? 
Dope fiends and O.G's bout to take a tango 
Chickens in a bucket supreme, young hoes dream 
Cash rules everything in town, know what I mean? 
Snowin' like Alaska, wanted in Nebraska 
Bitch tryed to testify I straight blast her 
K's and the ammo, modern-day Rambo 
Got a glock some woks and a gram hoe 
Got a Mazerati bumpin' like Jon Gotti 
Red beams on the scene leave a bloody body 
I got this shit locked up 
Manny Fresh the special man a.k.a. Big Nutts 

Chorus

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