B.G. (Baby Gangsta)

B.G. (Baby Gangsta) - All On U lyrics

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I got my gat
 so you know what that means

 It's a bust back thang, I ain't goin' out like a hoe
 When you comin' to get me I got the four four
 When you come to down me playa please don't miss
 Cuz that don't do nothin' but get my trigga finga pissed
 If I live I live, if I die it's cool
 Cuz I know for sure when I was here that I was a fool
 If you gone drill me come on and drill me
 It's all good cuz I got some people to see
 While I'm here I'm gettin' full all the time gettin' blunted
 My company on the move we bought the benz 500
 A.K.'s and glocks, in the back the Lexus jeeps
 Havin' big baller parties every other week
 This is the clique nigga 2-2-6
 Black Connection nigga again the code is 2-2-6
 Droppin' dope hits, takin' a nigga bitch
 While you're on that flight, I'm bustin' nuts in your wife
 All assault rifles, the weapons that's on my team
 S.K's, A.K's, M-1's and car beams
 Fulfillin' dreams, goin' to the top nigga
 Don't playa hate cuz we'll still hit'cha block nigga
 Baby Gangsta ain't nothin' nice
 A young nigga trigga happy that'll put it in your life
 I ain't right, represent Uptown to the fullest
 Finger on the trigga and I'm ready to pull it

 Chorus:
 Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do?
 What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On U
 Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do?
 What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On U
 Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do?
 Uptown on the way, Bitch so let us through
 Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do?
 Downtown get out the way cuz that's All On U

 You could, take it how you wanna, bring it how you feel
 My niggas is conscienceless and we kill or be killed
 Fuck doin' drive-bys man we do a pull up
 The nigga on the passenger side automatically die
 From several gunshot wounds to the head
 On the scene he dead Chopper City niggas fled
 Won't you listen to Ziggy get your car doors bullet proof
 It's rainin' choppers so get a bullet proof roof too
 You got yay? I don't know it nigga
 Nine-six you gettin' nabbed so you best not show it nigga
 Cuz that's when you blow it nigga
 Your door get kicked in, we want your yay
 High powered AK, false move and your face no trace
 Beat the case, go to the weight
 Make sure it ain't a fake
 I want your nameplate, cash, and your Versace shoes
 If you stingy gettin' plucked nigga that's All On U

 Chorus

 Street shit is what I'm into
 You got it I'm comin' to get you
 Don't hesitate nigga or the B.G. gone have to split you
 I'm down for whatever I'm a ass with that chopper
 If you playin' with me then them fifty shots gone stop ya
 No bullshittin' nigga my dream is to make a mil
 Paper chasin' ain't no fakin' playa haters get killed
 Young trill Baby Gangsta into pimpin' them hoes
 But before I trick the hoes my money goes to my nose
 And fat opthimals, T-shirts and Girbauds
 Solja Reeboks straight stickin' to the G-code
 Uptown is the home of the car-jackers
 Robbers, gangsta rappers, headsplitters and kidnappers
 Better than seed, is the way I shop for that D
 Not the 17th, the real niggas in that 3
 Play wit em, hard head niggas they split em
 Raw dope they sell it, I get it I can tell it
 How it go, back up or get banged nigga
 Street smarts the game nigga
 Gotta let em hang nigga
 Pussy nigga got beef wit the night creepers
 Me, brotha and Diesel ridin' with them street sweepers
 Old nigga wanna slang, without a clique?
 He don't wanna share, so we gone ride on that bitch
 We bout to turn your block to a war zone
 I'm warning you to bring the little kids in they home
 Cuz when we spin the bin bullets just get to spit
 I gave you fair warning so if you hit you hit
 Cuz I ain't slackin' when I do what I gotta do
 Stop bein' nosey Bitch, but that's All On U

 Chorus (2x
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