B.G. - Ya Heard Me lyrics

(feat. Trey Songz, Juvenile & Lil Wayne) (Intro:) Wisha, wisha, wisha wannnn It's B Gizzle (Heard me) (Cut the music up, Ya that's good) Too Hood 2 Be Hollywood (Bet something, shoot something) One of the realest n***as ever don't it, right chyea, live and in living color (I know you ain't gon do nothing, get em) (Verse 1: B.G.) It's like B. Gizzle, the world wide ghetto pa** I'm reppin n***a, take a flight to them other land I fear God only, never fear another man It's never one hustle, I always got a backup plan It ain't no secret I can tell ya bout the gutta man I'm a write a book on how to come out the struggle man Now come through, you know what's in them dufflebags Alot of gats, alot of cash, and some ski masks You know my street pa**, it been certified Stop lying I'm a g you been hear about Stop repping, you a p**y I been a heard of you You playin with a gangsta homie then murder you Oh you lookin for me, but the homie lookin for you Have yo people wearing a rest in peace shirt of you My reputation on the block been A-1 I'm the same in, n***a I been since day (Chorus: Lil Wayne (Trey Songz)) I said bet somethin, shoot somethin You just talking I know you ain't gon do nothin p**y n***a (ya heard me?) If you got something to lose, you gon lose something unless you do something So (ya heard me?) Gotta use what you've learned, to receive what you've earned Make sure (ya heard me) Real n***as do real things and there's alot of real n***as in the game I know you heard me You say (ya heard me), I say (ya heard me), He say (ya heard me), I know you heard me, she say (ya heard me), everybody like it when I say (ya heard me) (Verse 2: Juvenile) You got alot of nerve They talkin alot of hurt Only round yo homies, when I'm round you know, not a word I'm a heathen that fights for what he believes in, and I ain't got no plans on leaving till I get even Salt and pepper, n***a I'm seasoned for any reason The day you want something with Juve, come on and see him My G ain't gon allow me to lose, I'm busting shots back as soon as you n***as move Eww, I'm not a fan of fools that's why I got attitude Runnin your mouth to me, I'm a try to get at a dude Don't even have a tool, what is you tryna prove Gon head and choose ya (? ), cause I'm a shoot (Chorus) (Verse 3: Lil Wayne) And open my fitted, I'm commited to my city Anything I will commit it just to show that I'm commited Commit it then get aquitted Aye Gizzle let me get em, Gizzle let me get em Eat em up and sh** em (ha) And ain't no explanation for this damn insanity I'm a monster like I'm part of the Adams Family And some say I am old, but I'm new to a few And I'm blessed... esh you I came to get me and I got you And I'm so me and I'm not you And even if you get married you could'ntdo what I do Now let me get high off my drug scandals Lifes a gamble... (Chorus)