Lyrics
Third stripe a year later then pronounced the b.g, nigga already know whassup with me nigga already know my status, i was suppose to be at school
I m a hustler you can always catch me in the streets, my money got real bigger
Bitch nigga try to play me i m a smash that dummy, feds tryna lock me up and throw away the key, bitch nigga try to play me i m a smash that dummy
you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga
Got my first stripe at twelve, gizzle i m a motherfuckin real nigga
i m a man about my mine no reppin
Gettin money sellin quarters now, got my first stripe at twelve
i chase that money and i stack that money
I left cash money, before i made twenty one i was a lieutenant, gizzle i m a motherfuckin real nigga
Third stripe a year later then pronounced the b.g, my money got real bigger
Before i made twenty one i was a lieutenant, i can bring it you wanna early funeral trust me i can arrange it
Bitch nigga try to play me i m a smash that dummy, it s a war goin on and dogg i m all in it, my reputation already confirm what i m about
Feds tryna lock me up and throw away the key, i left cash money, makin moves cause gizzle gotta eat
Okay a man always look another man in his eye, bitch nigga try to play me i m a smash that dummy
makin moves cause gizzle gotta eat
My money got real bigger, got my first stripe at twelve
Gizzle i m a motherfuckin real nigga, how you want it B.G., if you don t know you better ask somebody
You never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga, bitch nigga try to play me i m a smash that dummy B.G., i chase that money and i stack that money
I m a man about my mine no reppin, makin moves cause gizzle gotta eat
It s a war goin on and dogg i m all in it, second stripe at thirteen
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, my money got real bigger, tellin ya momma her son is in the street
You should ve stayed on the porch you ain t ready for the game, i m a hustler you can always catch me in the streets
I m out the hood so i get it how i live nigga, i left cash money Nigga, i can bring it you wanna early funeral trust me i can arrange it
Okay a man always look another man in his eye, before i made twenty one i was a lieutenant
You never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga, gizzle ya number one original hot boy, but on the corner sellin weed
Tellin ya momma her son is in the street, feds tryna lock me up and throw away the key
second stripe at thirteen
i m a man about my mine no reppin
i m a man about my mine no reppin
I m a hustler you can always catch me in the streets, puttin it down, if you don t know you better ask somebody
You know me i m a solider no doubt, i m talkin to you you lookin at the ground i know why
I m out the hood so i get it how i live nigga, i can bring it you wanna early funeral trust me i can arrange it
You never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga, if you don t know you better ask somebody
I m a man about my mine no reppin, gizzle i m a motherfuckin real nigga, got my first stripe at twelve