B.G. - The Second Line lyrics

(*talking*) What's up n***a look, you know how we Do it n***a, in New Orleans n***a, you know Ain't no n***as like them Crescent City n***as, ya heard me We got our own style n***a, and we got flavor n***a yeah And I'm bout to let you know how we do it n***a Every Sunday n***a, Uptown and Downtown ya heard me Yeah, and it be real in the field n***a, check it out (B.G.) Now you know it be off the hook, at the second line Them hot girls'll make you look, at the second line You know n***a be getting shob, for the second line You know a n***a be toting iron, at the second line You know n***a tote 4-4's, at the second line n***a be walking getting blowed, at the second line Getting full of that f**ing dro, at the second line You know n***a be on them hoes, at the second line n***a come through on Sprewells, at the second line Send they people pictures in jail, at the second line Everybody be having fun, at the second line Till one n***a pull a gun, at the second line You know a n***a know how to play it, at the second line Cause a n***a'll bust your head, at the second line That old n***a be jumping up, hitting the stop sign I'm telling you, it ain't nothing like the second line (Hook) Washington and Forred on Sunday, they buck jumping On twenty inches stunting, the second line's coming Washington and Forred on Sunday, its going down Ain't nothing like a town, like Uptown On second left and Robertson, Sunday they buck jumping On twenty inches stunting, the second line's coming St. Fields and Robertson, n***a its going down Ain't nothing like a town, like Downtown (B.G.) n***a be walking with they click, at the second line n***a be even fighting they piss, at the second line See if you hear them loud pipes, at the second line Here come them boys on them bikes, at the second line I be on Washington and Forred, at the second line And I be strapped with that tech, at the second line You know that it be going down, at the second line Sunday my n***a Uptown, at the second line Got to be on your P's and Q's, at the second line Cause a n***a give you the blues, at the second line Straight up knock you out your shoes, at the second line n***a will put you on the news, at the second line You know there be a fashion show, at the second line I hop out that new H-2-0, at the second line Dog n***a be jumping up, hitting the stop sign I'm telling you, it ain't nothing like a second line (Hook) (B.G.) I swear its going down, man it be off the chain Hoes be everywhere, I mean its a ghetto parade You know a n***a thuggin', straight doing they thangin' Got that pistol, ready to up it, co*k it and bang it n***a bucking getting jiggy, strictly representing When you come one time, you gon come again, cause you feel it n***a you got to feel it, got to like it and love it n***a you got to feel it, got to like it and love it (Hook)