[B.G. Knocc Out]
Well it's 95 and I'm back on the scene
Now everybody want to be on a n***as team
I blew up out the clear
kickin flava in your ear
Rockin shows
Knockin hoes
Screamin (Party over here!)
But behind the scenes
Ain't all what it seems
Motherf**ers run schemes
When it comes to the greens
So by any means
I got to do what is necessary
If I want to become Legendary
In this game my name is the B.G.
Playin with the boys then O-you-T
n***a still down wit Eazy
But now I'm wit my big bro
Bouncin' in my 6-fo'
Thought we was put in the twist but ya didn't know
That I was clockin
And b**hes still jockin
The baby gangsta from Compton
'cause they know it's on and poppin
n***a this is for you blind fools who
Fillin pockets and groove
f** you and yo' jealousy
'cause n***as always talkin' the sh** about me rappin'
Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happenin'
Poppin' at the lips but ain't really sayin nothin'
Mad 'cause I got up, got out, got somethin'
(Chorus 2X)
Jealousy
Why all these people keep on sweatin' me
Yeah yeah
[Gangsta Dresta]
I'm damned if do
I'm damned if don't
No I don't got a lot
What I got n***as want
That's the problem in the hood
It's a b**h
n***as can't see anotha n***a havin' sh**
I want to get rich
And have some chips
To help my man out
But n***as say I'm trippin
'cause I don't be givin handouts
n***a you'se a grown man you better learn some hustlin
But you want to hold hands and walk through the strugglin
Now n***a please, money didn't never grow on trees
If it did you'd see the D-are-E rakin' leaves
So wake up
That sh** is just a dream and your trippin
That's why I keep my heat on the seat when I'm dippin
'cause brothas like you and the rest of them fools
Be plottin' on my crew now your droppin by two's
I hit the hennessee and I see ya strictly as the enemy
(But Dre that was the homey)
Well fool better him then me
n***as always talkin that sh** about me rappin
Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happenin
Poppin at the lips but ain't really sayin nothin
Mad 'cause I got up, got out, got somethin
(Chorus 2X)
(Gangsta Dresta)
See look the homies don't be realizin real sh** like this
Been broke all my life ain't nobody gave me sh**
Workin like a motherf**er blood sweat and tears
Never heard from my peers when I served all them years
But no love was lost when you was out rollin' big time
Now I wish you playa hatin n***as would let me get mine
Gossip like a b**h but that bullsh** is old style
n***a I ain't got sh** but a low profile
(B.G. Knockout)
Ain't a n***a like the K.O?
I rolls a 5 point 0
Occasionally I go dippin in the lo-lo
I know it's a trip and n***as can't understand it
How a n***a rollin when I used to be stranded
Damn it feels good to be a hustler
Now it's time to separate the locs from the bustas
I gotta maintain because games I don't play none
That's one thing I won't do
(What's that?)
Forget where I came from
'cause n***as always talkin that sh** about me rappin
Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happenin
Poppin at the lips but ain't really sayin nothin
Mad 'cause I got up, got out, got somethin
(Chorus 4X)
Jealousyyyyyy