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lirik lagu b g - bounce with me

i f-ck with them junkies, killers and car jackers
n-gg-s who stalk n-gg-s with work and kidnap ’em
them ballers with t’s, stunnas and head bustas
n-gg-s who pimp platinum benzes and bubble-eye hummers

if you’re ballin’, then ball you’re shinin’, keep shinin’
you’re grindin’ at the top when you get out, man, keep grindin’
see me, b.g., original h.b.
was taught comin’ up motherf-ck the police

i keep it real with the real, that’s all i know, n-gg-
comin’ up ’round my way you couldn’t be a ho, n-gg-
ask baby and slim, they saw b.g. grow, n-gg-
they witnessed me slingin’ that llello, my n-gg-

had work and i knew it, i come in your door, n-gg-
tie your family up, they all got on the floor, n-gg-
by all means, whatever it takes to get green
i do ’cause i wanna bling, i wanna bling bling

i got to bounce, n-gg-
bounce like you just flipped two chickens, n-gg-
bounce, n-gg-, bounce like your whip on twenty inches, n-gg-
bounce, n-gg-, bounce like you came up on a mill, n-gg-
boot up like you got platinum goin’ across your grill, n-gg-

bounce, n-gg-, bounce like you just flipped two chickens, n-gg-
bounce, n-gg-, bounce like your whip on twenty inches, n-gg-
bounce, n-gg-, bounce like you came up on a mill, n-gg-
boot up like you got platinum goin’ across your grill, n-gg-

i’m on probation, got me, i can’t smoke no blunts
a dirty urine ‘ll have me baggin’ up thirty-six months
just touched down, so i gots to lay low and be cool
but i keep that heat with me because these n-gg-s is fools

i do this for my street n-gg-s, my thugged out
go and drop off a ki n-gg-s, stackin’ that cheese n-gg-s
straight ’bout beef n-gg-s
dressin’ in black shootin’ up the whole street n-gg-s

this is for my n-gg-s
i ain’t nothin’ but a lil’ young cash money thug
only thing i was taught comin’ up was guns and drugs
so my thoughts is f-cked up, i’m on some other sh-t

like if i can’t get you i kidnap your mother sh-t
or duct tape your brother sh-t, and turn yourself in
turn on the weed eater and swept him ’til i get my n’s
i’ve been affiliated with killers all my life
that’s how i am ’cause all my role models weren’t right, so

it’s on if it’s on, i’ll ride or die, don’t give a f-ck
drama, i love it, i’m trigga happy, can’t get enough
the streets is my home, that’s all i know
i hustle to beat ya outshinin’, drive off the showroom floor

baby, beatrice, my n-gg-, bryan and bubba
taught me how to rep taught me how to be a lil’ stunna
he told me don’t worry ’bout nothin’, get my grind on
let my paper stack, let it be known i got my grind on

gotta have platinum chain, platinum watch, platinum ring
it’s the year 2g, a n-gg- like me gotta have things
ain’t no n-gg- gon’ cross me ’cause i’m made
no busta gon’ stop my bounce or attempt to stop my bling

if you really try me then i bring out my choppy
’cause i know if i hold ’em right then that n-gg- got me
from the east, to the west, up north, and down south, n-gg-
got twenty ’round your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, n-gg-

from the east, to the west, up north, and down south, n-gg-
got twenties on your whip, poke your chest out and bounce, n-gg-
from the east, the west, up north, and down south, n-gg-
got twenty on your wrist, throw your hand out and bounce, n-gg-

- lirik lagu b g

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