order 20 keys

fuck all that asshole and papers on my mind

trying to come up i need every single dime

5

9

6

51

09

look out for me

give me something properly

100g

drop it on ivana street to protect it

i'm up by 2:23 and some ozzies

i got a gang of b.g. to work the shit for me

a team with a little terrance and a little g

alfred

onry and billy

crazy phat

and my nigga tyree

so when my nigga come home i can put him on his feet

cuz i'm straight till the one put the drop on me

run it through the one and only staller

it's a young g

nuthin else than a young baller

4 and a half

for you

4 and a half for you

and an ounce for you

i got coc for the whole crew

i'mma roll and show the rest of my niggas

everybody i pay got the finger on the trigger

i just busted b on his 200 g's

he called dc and order 20 more keys

i got k-c and sam running on his brother

in pewee running in the u.p.t. 3 showed up

and the roofed came down on bfd

we got it all

so show us the 17

the b.g. is on top of shacollars

dream came true by becoming a young baller

baby order 20 keys

hand em over to me

i'm b.g. and i'ma put em in the u.p.t. shits getting fleded

i got mine

a niggas trying to take it

it's must ya heard

spilling blood on the curb

it's the dumbest shit

i'mma take it bust your shit

now some rookies trying to show me up

ain't that a shame now i gotta bring out the beast in me

i'm a jack so i gotta bring out the kid in me

act to flack of the 3 od

clowns should've done what they did to me

bust hollow tips slugs

and they nasty ass

digging dirty from behind my stash and cash

100 g's

wit ease

nigga please

what i do for my years

and what i'ma do for my cheese

i learned from the best

had to pass the test

ain't nuttin but a left hole in the left side of my chest

fuck wit me and you gonna learn

and you gonna get snuck

motherfucker what's up

ballers walk me out all night

and kibblers dogs with silly ass falls

i'm slippin

how you figure nigga

it takes street smarts to be a young baller

now i'm bout my grip

gotta get my cheese

gotta bout be my skrees

bustin niggas to they knees

i'm coming through your house with the glocs

do whatcha got

i got a chopper

i gotta trunk full of funk for the haters

i'm always in the paper

me and my niggas are cappers

i'm hustler

bitch bustla

body disgusta

i'm the nigga you can't trust

i'm a fuck ya

seein niggas comin down from cali

they say yay" it's 4:00 friday