B.g. (baby Gangsta, B. Gizzle) - Fool With It lyrics

[Intro] B. Gizzle (Gizzle) Chopper City (Chop chop) Let's Go (let's go) [Verse 1] If n***a know me, n***a know I keep it all the way street I'm thugged all the way out And I'm bout whatever you bout I keep it all the way real Tell it just how it is You don't like it that's ya problem, Imma speak what I feel I'm on the block when it's hot, I'm on the block when it's cold On the block when it's bumpin, I'm on the block when it's slow Bout that money my n***a, I be chasin it heavy You want beef, tell me when, Imma be there when you ready You ain't got nothin to tell me (uhh uhh), really don't wann be bothered (uhh uhh) You a fake a** n***a, we got nothin in common When I say I'm a hundred n***a I'm every percent Either I f** wit you or not, I ain't gon strattle the fence n***a cuff yo b**h, I got some good a** dick Best keep her from round me, I f** her and her friend (believe it) If I touch her you through (through), my n***a ya done (done) every time you try to f** she ain't gon want none [Chorus] I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) Girl gimme dat p**y, I know what to do wit it (do wit it) Man I'm a hustla (hustla), I keep it gutta maine (gutta maine) Give me a week, I been done ran through a hunned thangs (a, a hunned thangs) Man I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) I'm a Fool With It (Fool With It) Girl gimme dat p**y, I know what to do wit it (do wit it) Man I'm a hustla (hustla), I keep it gutta maine (gutta maine) Give me a week, I been done ran through a hunned thangs (a hunned thangs) [Verse 2] When I'm talkin it's real, When I'm talkin ya listen (listen) You wann define hot boy, I'm ya best definition I'm a all-around hustla (hustla), that there mean whateva I could get it, weight it, cook it, move it, believe what I tell ya That's why street n***az dap me (dap me), my hoes wann hug me (hug me) My mexican plug love me 'cause we all get money I be holdin it down, been around for a minute I got nine or ten albums, and I ain't nowhere near finished I feel I'm just gettin started, got a long way to go I wanted Bush to go, it'll be a long four more Unless he pa** a bill, to legalize this pimpin Or let that dope come through without the feds interferrin Man the law be trippin, always makin it hot (hot) On my block, it's the criminals versus the cops So n***a tell me what's up, let me know what it be If you a busta a** n***a then you ain't like me cause Imma [Talking] Imma hustla If you want work come see me Yo man ain't treatin you right come see me [Chorus] [Verse 3] If you want it, I got it If I ain't got it I can get it (get it) When you get it and serve it to the fiends they gon feel it (feel it) I don't be a dawg n***a, I don't stomp on it (on it) I give it to ya raw and let you put cut on it I travel with my hustlas down south to up north (north) I don't post up long that's how n***az get caught (caught) I don't post up long that's how get draw attention And if I get popped again, I'm headed to penitentiary So I stick and move, hit and miss, handle business, get in the wind Gimme a week, I sell it all, I'm right at my connect again n***a know my status, I be thuggin for real I don't depend on rap, I be hustlin for real [Chorus]