B.G. - Fuck Big Boy Lyrics
B.G. - Fuck Big Boy Lyrics
I'm back again, reppin' and I got my four ten
Doin' you in when I creeps and spin the bin
Now the heat is on I'm comin' to get'cha
Went through the 17th and
Couldn't even find ya come to find out
That you were fat mouthin' and you's a ho
The only time you seen the 17th is at a show
Jealous muthaf*ckas wanna be like me
I represent that 3, the capital T-E-C
You bitches better keep my name out'cha mouth
Before I get a bag of that
Fire and wait outside your house
Nigga, I catch a drain, ain't no motive
Ain't no blame on what I do
Ya Cuz I'ma f*ck over you
Now what's up? Cuz I don't think
You ready to see no blood
F*ck all that asshole and leave
Ya f*ckin' head swollen
I hit like floods, better yet
I stick like mud them bitches P-N-C
I leave'em in a pool of blood
Partners-N-Crime, y'all some bitches
Y'all some snitches
You stupid clown, Chuck got'cha riches
Partners you bet not do no crime
Get no time and go to JAIL
Cuz in that two man cell
Best believe you gone get NAILED
Mystikal you'z a ho, it's time I Iet'cha know
Y'all ain't ready for Local five
Got a boot camp fulla hoes i'm gat totin'
Ready to leave your heart open
Bullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'
Uptown, ya bound to get y'all wig split
Y'all represent a 17th set
That don't even exist now that's a shame
You reppin' just to get a name
You can't survive in this game
Cuz you niggas lame
I'm ready to take it to some "G" shit
Street shit where caps get peeled
And wigs bound to get split i'm off Valence
Ain't no doubt this BG ain't real
I'm bout to hiccup hiccup some
Bullets out my f*ckin' steel
Peel, make niggas kneel, bow down
From this clown that's gonna put
You six in the ground
It's time a nigga put Big Boy
Where the f*ck they belong
Rollin' wit Tec-9 snortin' dope
Best believe it's on
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Say "Ah ha, Ah ha"
Yeah you thought it was funny
When you tried to rap, hunt, stunt, front
On Ca$h Money you must have been jealous of
That title that we holdin'
Try to rep on that Local 580
You must have been too loaded, too loaded
Too loaded they tried to pull a lil' stunt
On that Local 580
Wanna be Pimp Daddy, Lil' Slim, and Baby
They put that whole CMR all up in they rap
They had us on they first tape
And they proceed to sweat
So let's show them wannabes what
We made of nigga
Try to knock a BG, I'ma spray a nigga
Swear to God you was hard
But you don't want none of me
Cuz I'm a little-bitty killa off Amelia East
So put two and fall
See I ain't with that boy
Cuz all I do is grab my
9 and break a nigga off
Somethin' proper, I will make you droppa
I'ma baby gangsta, not no P-poppa
This is dedicated to niggas that be fakin'
Tried to rock the crowd for the
Turf but couldn't make it
It was complicated so how
You gonna rock them?
While they was busy doin' the
Hike and Eddie Bow'n
I'ma stand my ground even though you
Try to bring me down
Cuz I'ma Ca$h Money clown from that Uptown
And I'm bout it
Nigga you know you not bout it
Come around my way I'ma have to get rowdy
Damn, I hate a busta bitch talkin' shit
But when drama time come they scared to do it
Throw them thangs talkin' hard in the Mic
Say it in my face, be a man, and let's fight
Take it to the street with a real baby G
I'ma show ya I came bust
Caps send ya six feet i ain't bout none of
That playin' or assholin'
Nigga I'm splittin' wigs
Leavin' heads swollen
Mystikal slippin' and on the
Pavement you get laid
Light up through ya ho
I'mma grab you by them dookey braids
Put'cha head down, cuz I heard about'cha
In Desert Storm
Uncle Sam got that mouth up out'cha
So let me get that out'cha bitch
I'ma run in your shit
Cuz I'm a 13th nigga and I'm bout it
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
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I'm back again, reppin' and I got my four ten
Doin' you in when I creeps and spin the bin
Now the heat is on I'm comin' to get'cha
Went through the 17th and
Couldn't even find ya come to find out
That you were fat mouthin' and you's a ho
The only time you seen the 17th is at a show
Jealous muthaf*ckas wanna be like me
I represent that 3, the capital T-E-C
You bitches better keep my name out'cha mouth
Before I get a bag of that
Fire and wait outside your house
Nigga, I catch a drain, ain't no motive
Ain't no blame on what I do
Ya Cuz I'ma f*ck over you
Now what's up? Cuz I don't think
You ready to see no blood
F*ck all that asshole and leave
Ya f*ckin' head swollen
I hit like floods, better yet
I stick like mud them bitches P-N-C
I leave'em in a pool of blood
Partners-N-Crime, y'all some bitches
Y'all some snitches
You stupid clown, Chuck got'cha riches
Partners you bet not do no crime
Get no time and go to JAIL
Cuz in that two man cell
Best believe you gone get NAILED
Mystikal you'z a ho, it's time I Iet'cha know
Y'all ain't ready for Local five
Got a boot camp fulla hoes i'm gat totin'
Ready to leave your heart open
Bullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'
Uptown, ya bound to get y'all wig split
Y'all represent a 17th set
That don't even exist now that's a shame
You reppin' just to get a name
You can't survive in this game
Cuz you niggas lame
I'm ready to take it to some "G" shit
Street shit where caps get peeled
And wigs bound to get split i'm off Valence
Ain't no doubt this BG ain't real
I'm bout to hiccup hiccup some
Bullets out my f*ckin' steel
Peel, make niggas kneel, bow down
From this clown that's gonna put
You six in the ground
It's time a nigga put Big Boy
Where the f*ck they belong
Rollin' wit Tec-9 snortin' dope
Best believe it's on
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Say "Ah ha, Ah ha"
Yeah you thought it was funny
When you tried to rap, hunt, stunt, front
On Ca$h Money you must have been jealous of
That title that we holdin'
Try to rep on that Local 580
You must have been too loaded, too loaded
Too loaded they tried to pull a lil' stunt
On that Local 580
Wanna be Pimp Daddy, Lil' Slim, and Baby
They put that whole CMR all up in they rap
They had us on they first tape
And they proceed to sweat
So let's show them wannabes what
We made of nigga
Try to knock a BG, I'ma spray a nigga
Swear to God you was hard
But you don't want none of me
Cuz I'm a little-bitty killa off Amelia East
So put two and fall
See I ain't with that boy
Cuz all I do is grab my
9 and break a nigga off
Somethin' proper, I will make you droppa
I'ma baby gangsta, not no P-poppa
This is dedicated to niggas that be fakin'
Tried to rock the crowd for the
Turf but couldn't make it
It was complicated so how
You gonna rock them?
While they was busy doin' the
Hike and Eddie Bow'n
I'ma stand my ground even though you
Try to bring me down
Cuz I'ma Ca$h Money clown from that Uptown
And I'm bout it
Nigga you know you not bout it
Come around my way I'ma have to get rowdy
Damn, I hate a busta bitch talkin' shit
But when drama time come they scared to do it
Throw them thangs talkin' hard in the Mic
Say it in my face, be a man, and let's fight
Take it to the street with a real baby G
I'ma show ya I came bust
Caps send ya six feet i ain't bout none of
That playin' or assholin'
Nigga I'm splittin' wigs
Leavin' heads swollen
Mystikal slippin' and on the
Pavement you get laid
Light up through ya ho
I'mma grab you by them dookey braids
Put'cha head down, cuz I heard about'cha
In Desert Storm
Uncle Sam got that mouth up out'cha
So let me get that out'cha bitch
I'ma run in your shit
Cuz I'm a 13th nigga and I'm bout it
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Doin' you in when I creeps and spin the bin
Now the heat is on I'm comin' to get'cha
Went through the 17th and
Couldn't even find ya come to find out
That you were fat mouthin' and you's a ho
The only time you seen the 17th is at a show
Jealous muthaf*ckas wanna be like me
I represent that 3, the capital T-E-C
You bitches better keep my name out'cha mouth
Before I get a bag of that
Fire and wait outside your house
Nigga, I catch a drain, ain't no motive
Ain't no blame on what I do
Ya Cuz I'ma f*ck over you
Now what's up? Cuz I don't think
You ready to see no blood
F*ck all that asshole and leave
Ya f*ckin' head swollen
I hit like floods, better yet
I stick like mud them bitches P-N-C
I leave'em in a pool of blood
Partners-N-Crime, y'all some bitches
Y'all some snitches
You stupid clown, Chuck got'cha riches
Partners you bet not do no crime
Get no time and go to JAIL
Cuz in that two man cell
Best believe you gone get NAILED
Mystikal you'z a ho, it's time I Iet'cha know
Y'all ain't ready for Local five
Got a boot camp fulla hoes i'm gat totin'
Ready to leave your heart open
Bullets floatin', hot nine chambers smokin'
Uptown, ya bound to get y'all wig split
Y'all represent a 17th set
That don't even exist now that's a shame
You reppin' just to get a name
You can't survive in this game
Cuz you niggas lame
I'm ready to take it to some "G" shit
Street shit where caps get peeled
And wigs bound to get split i'm off Valence
Ain't no doubt this BG ain't real
I'm bout to hiccup hiccup some
Bullets out my f*ckin' steel
Peel, make niggas kneel, bow down
From this clown that's gonna put
You six in the ground
It's time a nigga put Big Boy
Where the f*ck they belong
Rollin' wit Tec-9 snortin' dope
Best believe it's on
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Say "Ah ha, Ah ha"
Yeah you thought it was funny
When you tried to rap, hunt, stunt, front
On Ca$h Money you must have been jealous of
That title that we holdin'
Try to rep on that Local 580
You must have been too loaded, too loaded
Too loaded they tried to pull a lil' stunt
On that Local 580
Wanna be Pimp Daddy, Lil' Slim, and Baby
They put that whole CMR all up in they rap
They had us on they first tape
And they proceed to sweat
So let's show them wannabes what
We made of nigga
Try to knock a BG, I'ma spray a nigga
Swear to God you was hard
But you don't want none of me
Cuz I'm a little-bitty killa off Amelia East
So put two and fall
See I ain't with that boy
Cuz all I do is grab my
9 and break a nigga off
Somethin' proper, I will make you droppa
I'ma baby gangsta, not no P-poppa
This is dedicated to niggas that be fakin'
Tried to rock the crowd for the
Turf but couldn't make it
It was complicated so how
You gonna rock them?
While they was busy doin' the
Hike and Eddie Bow'n
I'ma stand my ground even though you
Try to bring me down
Cuz I'ma Ca$h Money clown from that Uptown
And I'm bout it
Nigga you know you not bout it
Come around my way I'ma have to get rowdy
Damn, I hate a busta bitch talkin' shit
But when drama time come they scared to do it
Throw them thangs talkin' hard in the Mic
Say it in my face, be a man, and let's fight
Take it to the street with a real baby G
I'ma show ya I came bust
Caps send ya six feet i ain't bout none of
That playin' or assholin'
Nigga I'm splittin' wigs
Leavin' heads swollen
Mystikal slippin' and on the
Pavement you get laid
Light up through ya ho
I'mma grab you by them dookey braids
Put'cha head down, cuz I heard about'cha
In Desert Storm
Uncle Sam got that mouth up out'cha
So let me get that out'cha bitch
I'ma run in your shit
Cuz I'm a 13th nigga and I'm bout it
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Partners-N-Crime you ain't nothin'
But bitches
Lick on the nuts and suck the dick
Big Boy know, they ain't nothin' but hoes
You can jump up on this dick
Like a morphodyke biatch!
Writer: WRITER UNKNOWN, CHRISTOPHER DORSEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes
Performed By: B.G.
Featuring: Baby D, Lil Wayne, Tec-9
Language: English
Written by: WRITER UNKNOWN, CHRISTOPHER DORSEY