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b.g. (baby gangsta) - roll with me by b.g. lyrics

[b.g. talking]
oh yeah, oh yeah
oh yeah
see real n-ggas i can f-ck with them, ya heard me? b-tch n-ggas i can’t f-ck with them hoe n-ggas, n-ggas who do all that talkin’ i can’t f-ck with them i ain’t lying man them n-ggas be, ohh they put salt in the game, you heard me i swear to jesus, lord forgive me for swearing but look, look…

[verse 1]
i’m ’bout whatever i’m always ready to flip a n-gga
when i’m in beef never hesitate to get a n-gga
’95 was when i first attempted to k!ll a n-gga
so much happened since then i can’t even remember n-gga
i’m off the block when at anytime it can happen
come off in the street if you think that i’m just rappin’
and i guarantee when you leave it won’t be in an ambulance, i guarantee you’ll leave zipped up in a body bag
i f-ck with n-ggas on parole and probation
i f-ck with n-ggas that appealed and still waitin’
the game hurtin’ i swear that the streets need y’all
when i get right i’ma do what i can to reach y’all
i ain’t gone lie these new n-ggas f-ckin’ the game up
they get popped, and wanna bring a n-gga name up
i can’t rock like that, oh no, i hit these (??) eaters they can’t keep they mouth closed

[hook x2]
now if you ’bout your business
(you can roll with me)
if you done been convicted
(you can roll with me)
if you ’bout them b-tches
(you can roll with me)
if you bust back when n-ggas is spittin’
(you can roll with me, roll with me)

[verse 2]
i surround myself with nothin’ other than real n-ggas
if they beefin’, you best believe they gone k!ll n-ggas
f-ck them people, code on the streets is “never squeal n-gga”
i don’t care if you got life and they up a deal n-gga
i’ma take my l!ck like a man, i was taught that
i can’t violate the street code, that’s where my hearts at
so when they question me, there’s nothin’ they’ll find out
i go head an cop out, so i can ride out
get in there, post up, and hold it down like a g
cl!ck-clack with deputy’s having ’em meeting my auntie
bringin me grams of dro, and ounces of sticky green
a hustler gone hustle behind bars, like on the street
that’s how its been with me, and that’s how its gone be
that’s why real n-ggas f-ck with me, that’s cause they feel me
and if you feel me, ain’t got no hoe in ya
you got some gangsta in your blood, n-gga i can roll with ya

[hook x2]

[verse 3]
half of my cl!ck been all charged with homicide
more than half done all been part of a drive by
the rest of ’em is tweakin’ unless some shots fly
and i also keep a 10-piece hot girl by my side
i call her bonnie and she be callin’ me mr. clyde
she’ll take my charge she know i’m on paper for 5
so if i go back again then that’s a wrap homie
and promise you that’s somethin’ she ain’t gone have homie
i’m too important right now to be state property
that’s why i chill i ain’t no duck, i know they watchin’ me
but they can watch me all they want, they wasting pictures on me
i been cut them n-ggas loose that i thought was snitchin’ on me
f-ck around and tell my p.o. he got a brick on ’em
and then i’ll turn around on an have to put a hit on ’em
that’s the type who don’t respect who code, n-gga
under pressure they fold, so i can’t roll with ya!

[hook x2]
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- b g baby gangsta lyrics

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