Madness 4 Real - Jealousy lyrics

[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