' niggas dyin' Chorus: Juvenile There once was a nigga name Baby G (B.G.) He drove around town with a 223

Life Who love to pull the trigga The 'Y' is for Yes y'all Yes, Yes, my brotha I'm Baby G from

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

around the K, and put some fire on that ass My nigga Yella bad but Baby G. even worse You ridin

B.G. [Talking] Don't fuck with me Tellin' ya Verse One: B.G. Nigga better tighten up Before my

I'm silent B.G. and you know me from thuging I'm violent B.G. make my money rap hustling [Verse 2

there baby [Baby] I hit my safe for a hundred and fifty G's (Why nigga?) Orderin' for 20 kees (Street value

[Baby] Too many playa hatin niggas in this world [the B.G.] That's why we ride through this world

[Talking] Verse:1 B.G. I been in this game for awhile I'm a paid man now (huh bruh) On my sixth

baller Chorus: Baby order 20 keys, hand em over to me I'm B.G., and I'ma put em in the U.P.T. [B.G