[Verse 1: B.G. Knocc Out]
Well it's 95 and I'm back on the scene
Now everybody wanna be on a n***as team
I blew up out the clear
Kicking flavor in your ear
Rocking shows, knocking hoes
Screaming (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 wanna become Legendary
In this game my name is the B.G
Playing with the boys then O-U-T
n***a still down wit Eazy
But now I'm wit my big bro
Bouncing in my 6-fo'
Thought we was put in the twist but ya didn't know
That I was clocking
And b**hes still jocking
The baby gangster from Compton
Cause they know it's on and popping
n***a this is for you blind fools who
Filling pockets and groove
f** you and yo' jealousy
Cause n***as always talking the sh** about me rapping
Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happening
Popping at the lips but ain't really saying nothing
Mad cause I got up, got out, got something
[Chorus] (x2)
Jealousy- why all these people keep on sweating me
Yeah yeah
[Verse 2: 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 another n***a having sh**
I wanna get rich and have some chips to help my man out
But n***as say I'm tripping
Cause I don't be giving handouts
n***a you'se a grown man you better learn some hustling
But you wanna hold hands and walk through the struggling
Now n***a please, money didn't never grow on trees
If it did you'd see the D-R-E raking leaves
So wake up, that sh** is just a dream and your tripping
That's why I keep my heat on the seat when I'm dipping
Cause brothers like you and the rest of them fools
Be plotting on my crew now your dropping by two's
I hit the Hennessy and I see you strictly as the enemy
(But Dre that was the homey)
Well fool better him then me
n***as always talking that sh** about me rapping
Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happening
Popping at the lips but ain't really saying nothing
Mad cause I got up, got out, got something
[Chorus] (x2)
[Verse 3: Gangsta Dresta]
See look the homies don't be realizing real sh** like this
Been broke all my life ain't nobody gave me sh**
Working 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 rolling big time
Now I wish you player hating 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
[Verse 4: B.G. Knocc Out]
Ain't a n***a like the K.O?
I rolls a 5 point 0
Occasionally I go dipping in the lo-lo
I know it's a trip and n***as can't understand it
How a n***a rolling when I used to be stranded
Damn it feels good to be a hustler
Now it's time to separate the locs from the busters
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 talking that sh** about me rapping
Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happening
Popping at the lips but ain't really saying nothing
Mad cause I got up, got out, got something
[Chorus] (x4)
Jealousyyyyyy