B.g. (baby Gangsta, B. Gizzle) - Real n***a lyrics

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B.g. (baby Gangsta, B. Gizzle) - Real n***a lyrics

[Talking:] It's B.Gizzle ya number one original hot boy n***a already know wha**up with me n***a already know my status If you don't know you better ask somebody, look [Chorus x2: B.G.] I'm B.Gizzle I'm a motherf**in real n***a I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger You never catch me in the streets without the steel n***a I'm out the hood so I get it how I live n***a [Verse 1: B.G.] You know me I'm a solider no doubt My reputation already confirm what I'm about I'm a hustler you can always catch me in the streets Puttin it down, makin moves cause Gizzle gotta eat Feds tryna lock me up and throw away the key They know I gotta enough work well I could throw away a ki If you wanna get on ya feet then holla at me Can't sell 'em for ten but I can throw 'em for sixteen I chase that money and I stack that money b**h n***a try to play me I'm a smash that dummy I ain't playin with you n***az go on and run up on a G They'll be callin, tellin ya momma her son is in the street How you want it, you can get - how you want it, I can bring it You wanna early funeral trust me I can arrange it I'm a man about my mine no reppin, no stuntin New Orleans is the dungeon so what you talkin is nothin [Chorus x2: B.G.] I'm B.Gizzle I'm a motherf**in real n***a I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger You never catch me in the streets without the steel n***a I'm out the hood so I get it how I live n***a [Verse 2: B.G.] Okay a man always look another man in his eye I'm talkin to you - you lookin at the ground I know why You a busta, you a fake, you a b**h, you a lame You should've stayed on the porch you ain't ready for the game Got my first stripe at twelve, second stripe at thirteen Third stripe a year later then pronounced the B.G. Fourth stripe at fifteen now I'm captain of the team I was suppose to be at school, but on the corner sellin weed Before I made eighteen I'm a sargeant now f**in hoes, gettin money sellin quarters now Before I made twenty one I was a lieutenant It's a war goin on and dogg I'm all in it I ain't tryna turn back this my life I'm a live it I ain't gotta come now so if you trip I'm a send it I'm in full command I'm the Chopper City general So believe it's nothin to get rid of you [Chorus x2: B.G.] I'm B.Gizzle I'm a motherf**in real n***a I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger You never catch me in the streets without the steel n***a I'm out the hood so I get it how I live n***a