B.G.

B.G. - Wheel Chairs lyrics

[Baby]

Too many playa hatin niggas in this world

[the B.G.]

That's why we ride through this world wit da black girl

[Baby]

Keep my nina for self protection

[the B.G.]

Just in case a reppin ass nigga wanna start reppin

[Baby]

I'm bout money and that's all we wanna see

And if ya creep nigga watch out for the B.G.

Chopper City posse nigga, and we roll deep

4 deep in the black on black Caprice

[B.G.]

Slangin is my thang man, I'm out for paper

Tryin to catch a fuckin drain, lookin for kaperz

My people say it's a shame

They say I hate ya, but I tell 'em it's all in the game

I'm a ducht taper

I'ma a young money maker, fuck these hoez

I can't be no faker, I play wit my nose

And out your yay, I'll rape ya

But on the downlow, boy I'll playa hate ya

Ain't that cold

If ya got it hide, on the real

Cause me and my niggas ride, and we kill

Causin homicides, that's the deal

I'm bringin what a nigga feel

Caps get peeled

[Chorus]2x

[Ms. Tee]

Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is

[B.G.]

T-shirts wit pictures representin dead peers

9 millimeters, glock, pump

Ride guns, all that start funk

[Mannie Fresh]

Look out you bitch, you

[B.G.]

Watch out for 2 twos

[Mannie]

Automatics, with the static that ya talkin

Stop ya from walkin with the Calico, stop ya hoes

>From playin wit me, my nine stayin wit me

Niggas in banged up cars wit battle scars

With shit bags attached to they drawers

Take this time to pause

For the not so lucky

Weak like a sick puppy

Fools that lost they name in the game 'cause they wouldn't up it

Big money, heavy weight, make no mistake

Triple beam wit da lean, the man wit da cake

Shake don't stir my drank, nigga you aint

Gon' get out alive without spendin five on somethin

If ya wanna keep ya heart pumpin

Tha downtown, Nino Brown dumpin

Cause I done killed mo' niggas than cancer

Lil B.G. won't ya take this timeout to answer

[B.G.]

Nigga, A

[Mannie]

Are you faster than a gun?

[B.G.]

Nigga, B

[Mannie]

Will I shoot ya if ya run?

[B.G.

Nigga, C

[Mannie]

I ain't showin no love

[B.G.]

Nigga, D

[Mannie]

All tha motherfuckin above

[Chorus]2x

[B.G.]

Nigga thought I was just bout rappin, he disrespect

Now they wonder what the fuck happened, I hit his set

Rippin up da whole block and it ain't no stoppin

When da chopper get ta choppin, you get ta droppin

Niggas dead, niggas hoppin, tryin to get away

But they can't get away from this K, nigga I don't play

V.L. got street sweepers, 9 millies

All us night creepers, actin silly

Dirty 30's, AR-15's

Nose dirty, totin uzi machines

Brother, L.B., Donald D., Chun Chi

Real niggas off Valence street

Crazy G, Big G., Big Moe, Lil' P.

All them niggas down wit me

L.T., Cool Billy, Cooley

Popeye and my nigga Larry

So please, at ease, freeze, get on ya knees

Pussy niggas stuntin like ya got keys

I'll put your face on a fresh T

If the cheese over your head start at 5 G's

'Cause I'm the motherfucker keep the coroner to work

Settin examples puttin niggas 6 in the dirt

I put that nigga on that T-shirt that you be wearin

Me and my click do that dirt that them niggas be sayin

They doin, but Uptown doin that

Get in the chair, bitch rat, then got hit in the back

Pussy, got rolled on round

I mean rolled on round

[Chorus]2x

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