B.g. (baby Gangsta, B. Gizzle) - Walk With Me lyrics

[Intro: B.G.] Whats happenin' look (whhaaaa) It's Lil B. Gizzle ya heard me One of New Orleans finest and if you walk with me for a minute in New Orleans I'ma show you how we do it [B.G.] Look, me and my clique all ex-drug addicts And we got big money spending habits All got trucks and cars made by caddy And all got a bad girl that call us daddy You should see us, the weekend would buy you cla**ic We on Canel Street holdin' up traffic Hollerin' at girls white, black, and hispanic From southern and grambblin' Tryin to make it happen We coming through big trucks sound knockin' Girls in the middle of the street p-poppin' That's how we do it, where we do it We don't play with it You got a K, you play We got a K we spray with it That's how we roll deep down in the boot We quick to shoot, but strictly bout getting loop Rest in peace to Souja Slim cause he was a fool Walk with me through New Orleans And ima show you how we do [Chorus: Gar] Put chrome on everythang we own Uptown to downtown getting our grind on Now won't you walk with me, walk the walk with me, walk the walk with me walk the walk with me Come on Second line, super sundays and DJ's And even Petey Pablo and before Beyonce now won't you bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me Come on [B.G.] All day on Monday it must be on the grind Cause that night is going down round the bottom line Tuesday night pop a pill and go catch a screaser Shoot cross the river Go holla at Juve at Club Caesar Wednesday I gotta see the girl shake You bring it off, they take it off at the Show Case Thursday night they 50 deep with they crew Uptown and downtown in the House of Blues Friday you don't know what to expect Why Wayne had me bump in that Key West Saturday don't forget your strap or your vest Cause anything liable to happen at the Duplex Sunday morning, on the lake parking lot pimpin' Sunday night it's going down at three sixty Rest in peace to Souja Slim cause he was a fool Walk with me through New Orleans I'ma show you how we do [Chorus: Gar] Put chrome on everythang we own Uptown to downtown getting our grind on Now won't you walk with me, walk the walk with me, walk the walk with me walk the walk with me Come on Second line, super sundays and DJ's And even Petey Pablo and before Beyonce now won't you bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me Come on [B.G.] It ain't no secret New Orleans is full of guerillas It ain't no secret New Orleans is full of some k**as It ain't no secret Chopper City in the door It ain't no secret I'm backed up by Cutt Throat It ain't no secret I ain't a rookie, I'm a pro It ain't no secret it ain't bout Cash Money no more If you real than you know from that git go It's alwayz been Chopper City in the Ghetto Now VL where you at throw your hands up Magnolia where you at throw your hands up Melphamine and Josephine throw your hands up For C Murder Calio throw your hands up Downtown where you at throw your hands up Stop the violence everybody put your gats up Rest in peace to Souja Slim cause he was a fool Walk with me through New Orleans I'ma show you how we do [Chorus: Gar] Put chrome on everythang we own Uptown to downtown getting our grind on Now why don't you walk with me, walk the walk with me, walk the walk with me walk the walk with me Come on Second line, super sundays and DJ's And even Petey Pablo and before Beyonce now don't you bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me Come on