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b g - what ya wanna do كلمات الأغنية

(intro)
this ain’t even much the half of it ya heard me?
(no indeed no indeed)
part of it. that guerilla warfare gon be the whole of it
(yes indeed yes indeed)
check it out.

(verse 1)
baby gangsta motherf-cker — fake n-gg- head bussa
if i don’t know ya dont trust ya
if i don’t trust ya then f-ck ya
keep my finger on the trigga. gotta think on the next n-gg-
out to have thangs i hustle hard for 6 figures
raised up thugged out, keep the f-ckin gauge out
hoe sh-t done played out ya whole posse laid out
birds and money that’s all that excite me
f-ck b-tches i’m bout money that’s all that entice me
president lover, undercover, ain’t another like me
you get a ki half price from columbia f-ckin with b
believe it’s just in me to be a real soldier
gats i load, slip you dont value what’s on ya shoulder
now i done told ya — the streets is real all the time
gotta survive the game n-gg- i’ma die for mine
i ain’t lyin. i do what the f-ck i gotta do
shoot who i gotta shoot if ya outside my crew
numbers 2-2-6, lotta buster playa hate it
takin off like delta cause manny fresh can’t be faded
i’m a young n-gg-. hard n-gg-. street n-gg-
tryna get on my feet i creep you sleep six feet deep
i’m dangerous. i slang raw i don’t cut it
if i profit or not, as long as ya loaded then f-ck it
yo head is a banana, squeal and get peeled
feel what come out my grill it’s a must i keep it real n-gg-

(chorus)x2
what cha wan do n-gg-
how ya wan do it
when ya wan do it we could get straight to it
you could take it how ya wanna
bring it how ya feel
accept it in blood cuz
ya get it how ya live n-gg-

(verse 2)
f-ck all that -ssholin n-gg- lets beef
remember i’m the one that said ‘take it to the streets’
twerk somthin, handle up n-gg-, shake somthin
got a k with a drum — and i’m ready to spray somthin
lay it down. make the wrong move. checkmate
think again. you sendin peace messages, it’s too late
tryin to recuperate. after we left ya in the dust
big boy can’t f-ck with us retaliation is a must
baby gangsta, grim reaper, death bringer
-ssault rifle banger. got a itchy trigger finger
i let em hang-a… what you n-gg-z say you gon do me, do it man
underestimate in this war you gon lose it man
got a ar… 15 i mean
d.o.a when i hit the scene nahmean?
it’s a bust-back thang n-gg- grab yo sh-t
i come behind limo tint with the optimo lit
bust open the 911, let me take my hit
y’all done started, you can’t quit
i’m rushin with a monster blitz
lights out like the eclipse, rookies tryin to battle us
c-ckin and be bout poppin n-gg- its time to hanlde up

(chorus)x2

(verse 3)
all these. jive n-gg-z wan rep on me
knowin they ain’t bout to step cross martin luther king
all these other initials besides u.p.t, and h.b. —
don’t mean nothin to the b.g
i’m ready to get down and dirty bout my place in this biz
let a n-gg- take me down after all this time? shiiiit
i’m a uptown shiner, bout takin what’s mine-a
used to spin bins in camerys and pathfinders
that’s just to remind you, n-gg-z that tryin to
fade lil doogie slip n-gg- ill down you
me and my rounds come through set trippin
gettin it how we live and, takin respect ain’t given
50 rounds out each -ssault rifle we deliverin
scary motha f-ckaz… on ya block in each ya shiverin
f-ckin with the b.g., cash money goin broke
puttin change on n-gg-z brains behind me

chorus x3

- b g

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