b.g. (baby gangsta) - cash money is an army lyrics
sh-t’s just to real, respect my mind
i’m tell’n you what’s real, i’m a come like this
[verse 1]
money making is my thing, cause i’m try’n to be rich
try’n to put a way mil (million) that’s why i’m in the studio on my sh-t, droppin rap after rap like we sell ki after ki
backed up by the best, fresh droppin’ beat after beat
my cl!ck is the hotboy$ best believe we so hot!
and dangerous if we in to deep will clear the whole block
no fading us at all n-gga cause we roll to deep
with ak’s off safety knockin n-ggas off their feet
i go by the name the b.g., i ride on chrome in the 98 lex e-s-3
i bust a n-gga dome for baby, known as b-3, and all these n-ggas
know my dog a do the same for me, we family
cash money is a army n-gga
a navy n-gga
so if you ever try to harm n-gga
it ain’t gravy n-gga
don’t playa hate me n-gga cause i’ll leave your sh-t stale
light yo -ss up real good you’ll never get well
[hook]
cash money is a army n-gga
a navy n-gga
so if you ever try to harm me n-gga
it ain’t gravy n-gga (x2)
[verse 2]
i got a path that you don’t wanna cross, but if you do decide to cross your wig get knocked off, i play it raw it’s a dirty game, a dirty world
i play it raw, and do my thing, n-gga f-ck the world!
ain’t nothin change we still floss in the best of rides
i ain’t got to name it, you know what it is on 20 inch tires
i know i’m tired of these b-tches try’n to get me k!lled
i’m tired of these stankin hoes smiling in my grill
sh-t just to real and i’m in a battlefield try’n to get my mil
it ain’t no secret i got sk!lls to pay the bills, i’m climbing up
the f-cking hill, cash money highly respected with out a
major deal, i’m still that chopper city n-gga that like to chill
your head still a banana if you slip it will get pilled
i drop my nuts in any situation any day cause on the real b.g
bout trigga play, trigga play
[hook( x2)]
my stumping ground is the m-th- f-ckin u.p.t (uptown new orleans)
if you want me i can be found on v.l. (valence street) in the 13th
rest in peace, my heart goes out to my round l.t
a slim n-gga with two at the bottom, four cross the t-o-p
a h.b., (hotboy) a trill n-gga, a hard up rider, lay low and be cool
i’ll meet your on the other side i been thinking bout you day & night
with out you on my all night flight it don’t go right but you know
one thing i been keepin it real
you lil one is like mine ain’t go miss a meal
i’m still, still shining like you left me dawg
my rolex still winding like you left it fog
me and my cl!ck still boss
still stunt 4 show i just bout the mercedes jeep off the show
room floor! our dawg valle just touch down
we just maintaining, represent draining
gone to hotels training, training
f-cking these hoes all day & all night!
[hook]
cash money is a army n-gga
a navy n-gga
so if you ever try to harm me n-gga
it ain’t gravy n-gga (x2)
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