Shit's just to real, respect my mind
I'm tell'n you what's real, i'm a come like this

Verse 1:

Money making is my thing, cause i'm try'n to be rich
Try'n to put a way mil (million) that's why i'm in ths
Studio on my shit
Droppin rap after rap like we sell key after key
Backed up by the best fresh (mannie fresh) drop it
Beat after beat
My click is the hotboy$ best believe we so hot!
And dangerous if we in to deep will clear the whole
Block
No fake nuts at all nigga we roll to deep
With ak's off safety knockin niggaz off their feet
I go by the name the b.g., i ride on chrome in the 98
Lex e-s-3
I bust a nigga dome for baby, known as b-3, and all
These niggaz
Know my dog a do the same for me, we family
Cash money is a army nigga
A navy nigga
So if you ever try to home nigga
It ain't gravy nigga
Don't playa hate me nigga cause i'll leave your shit
Stale
Light you're a$$ up real good you'll never get well.