b g - dog about it lyrics
look here my n-gg-, it’s for your own motherf-ckin’ good
you wanna keep your bling, stay out my neck of the woods
if you a stranger, caught anywhere in my hood
how you get left, the only thing people can say is “ughh”
i been know for reignin’ choppers, bluka-bluka
been stankin’ baller blockers and duckin’ coppers
got a holla, from my n-gg- mack 10-sion
an told me to meet him at la x and it’s ’bout some business
i flauge in, he tellin’ me some busta trippin’
please let your lil’ dog pay this cat a visit
f-ck wit’ the o.g. and b.g. get busy
make sure his days livin’, cut to a minimum
i speak this sh-t ’cause i mean it my n-gg-
i creep and where i catch ya, is where i leave ya my n-gg-
a lot of n-gg-s don’t walk it, and talk about it
but this n-gg- b.g. gon’ be dog about it
now when we come, we come, and dog we ain’t playin’
it’s bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
we a dog n-gg-
we walks that walk and talk that talk, n-gg-
now when we come, we come, and dog we ain’t playin’
it’s bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
i’m a dog n-gg-
and i’ma walk that walk and talk that talk, n-gg-
n-gg- i’m ’bout sherm’ smokin’ and trigga chokin’
and leave my enemies dead and their f-ckin’ blood soakin’
don’t doubt it, it’s c.m.r so i shout it
like navigation, i map it out, route it then be a dog about
i lay low, jack you for every dollar and paceo
that’s all hoo-bang did, homies above, everything else i love
say b.g., you need a hundred stack from mack
you’ll need 20 jugs of water plus a whole gang of crack
but firsts things first, find him, hit’ em wit the tool
then make his blood ooze until there’s no more to lose
murder, murder’s a must, take the stairway to heaven
and if you f-ck wit’ mack, then it’s a 187
so if you do me, then i’ll do you
but when i do you, i want your whole f-ckin’ crew
so fill the church up and get the units you recite of
i’m a straight dog about it plus a westside rider
now when we come, we come, and dog we ain’t playin’
it’s bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
we a dog, n-gg-
we walks that walk and talks that talk, n-gg-
now when we come, we come, and dog we ain’t playin’
it’s bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
we some dogs, n-gg-
we walks that walk and talks that talk, n-gg-
i hit the street, you know i be thugged-the-f-ck-out
when i beef, slugs get bust at your house
all week, it’s drama, ya block like ghost town
you want peace, it’s too late the water started to boil now
i tried to tell ya when you was buckin’, “settle down”
i tried to tell ya that, “lil’ b.g. is ghettoed down”
i tried to tell ya that, “n-gg-s raw from uptown”
and release nothin’ but a hundred plus rounds
hold up b.g. blood, check it, i gotta know homie
and this punk we thought was a real n-gg- is a motherf-ckin’ phony
big stunter corlone gave the word and now it’s on
said he wanted a close casket, chigga-chop ’em in his dome
then act like rambo, turn into mack soprano
fill him full of ammo, the blood gushin’ from his flannel
fluka-flames wit’ nothing but red-dot aims
chicken heart plucking out a chevy, ain’t a d-mn thang changed
when we in beef, we come, and dog we ain’t playin’
it’s bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
we a dog, n-gg-
we walks that walk and talks that talk, n-gg-
when we come, we come, dog we ain’t playin’
it’s bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
we some dogs, n-gg-
we walks that walk and talks that talk, n-gg-
when we come, we come, dog we ain’t playin’
it’s bluka, bluka boo-yuka, boo-yuka, fla, fluka, flame
we a dog, n-gg-
we some hogs, n-gg-, whatever
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