Lyrics B.G. – Real Nigga

Talking:
It’s B.Gizzle ya number one original hot boy
Nigga already know whassup with me
Nigga already know my status

Chorus x2: B.G.
I’m B.Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga
I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger
You never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga
I’m out the hood so I get it how I live nigga

Verse 1: B.G.
You know me I’m a solider no doubt
My reputation already confirm what I’m about
I’m a hustler you can always catch me in the streets
Puttin it down, makin moves cause Gizzle gotta eat
Feds tryna lock me up and throw away the key
They know I gotta enough work well I could throw away a ki
If you wanna get on ya feet then holla at me
Can’t sell ’em for ten but I can throw ’em for sixteen
I chase that money and I stack that money
Bitch nigga try to play me I’m a smash that dummy
I ain’t playin with you niggaz go on and run up on a G
They’ll be callin, tellin ya momma her son is in the street
How you want it, you can get — how you want it, I can bring it
You wanna early funeral trust me I can arrange it
I’m a man about my mine no reppin, no stuntin
New Orleans is the dungeon so what you talkin is nothin

Chorus x2: B.G.
I’m B.Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga
I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger

Verse 2: B.G.
Okay a man always look another man in his eye
I’m talkin to you — you lookin at the ground I know why
You a busta, you a fake, you a bitch, you a lame
You should’ve stayed on the porch you ain’t ready for the game
Got my first stripe at twelve, second stripe at thirteen
Third stripe a year later then pronounced the B.G.
Fourth stripe at fifteen now I’m captain of the team
I was suppose to be at school, but on the corner sellin weed
Before I made eighteen I’m a sargeant now
Fuckin hoes, gettin money sellin quarters now
Before I made twenty one I was a lieutenant
It’s a war goin on and dogg I’m all in it
I ain’t tryna turn back this my life I’m a live it
I ain’t gotta come now so if you trip I’m a send it
I’m in full command I’m the Chopper City general
So believe it’s nothin to get rid of you

Chorus x2: B.G.
I’m B.Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga
I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger
You never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga
I’m out the hood so I get it how I live nigga