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Ladies and gentlemen, I have a special guest gangsta

[Mannie Fresh]

Back for the first time ya heard, along with Fresh

Ladies and gentlemen (Buh buh buh buh bip)

I have a special guest gangsta (Buh buh buh buh bip)

If you's a gangsta homie, bop ya head, let 'em hang

Back for the first time ya heard (Buh buh buh buh bip)

I see ya shake it shawty, go on girl, do ya thang

Along with Fresh

[Mannie Rapping]

If you's a gangsta homey bop ya head, let 'em hang

I see ya shake it shawty, gon girl, do ya thang

Do the chain, just a watch and a pinky ring

Now everybody come together, join along and sing

I'm from the ghetto homie

[Chorus]

I'm from the ghetto homey

I was raised on bread and bologna

You can't come around here 'cause ya phony

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

Now keep it movin, move around, get off me

Now keep it movin, move around, get off me (bip)

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

Now keep it movin, move around, get off me (bip)

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

Now keep it movin, move around, get off me (bip)

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

Dudes gotta leave, but you can stay shawty

Dudes, you gotta leave but you can stay shawty

[Verse 1: B.G.]

Look, you know I been up in the game for a long time

Look, you know I been up in the game for a long time (time)

And I'ma tell ya homie, it wasn't a easy grind

And Imma tell ya homey, it whatn't a easy grind (grind)

Been through this, been through that, been through everything

Been through this, been through that, been

But I'm real, so I still manage to do my thing

through everything (everything)

But I'm real, so I still manage to do my thing (yep)

I held it down every since I came through the dough

I held it down every since I came through the do' (do')

Representin' 504 'til the meat show

Representin 504 'til the meat show (New Orleans)

You know the underdog always do it big

Waah, it's the comeback kid

I'm gettin' money, lookin' good, just look at the watch

[Mannie Fresh]

Matter of fact, take a look in the parkin' lot

Waaaaannnnhhh, it's the comeback kid

I'm representin' the blocks from the East to the West

It ain't no secret, down south is the shit

Yeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked

But wherever we go you gotta deal wit us

All my gangstas, put ya hands up

All my hot girls, back dat ass up

I'm from the ghetto homie

I was raised on bread and bologna

You can't come around here 'cause ya phony

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

[B.G.]

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

I'm getting money, looking good, just look at the watch (bling)

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

Matter fact, take a look in the parking lot (daaammnnn)

Dudes, you gotta leave but you can stay shawty

I'm representin the blocks from the east to the west (west)

It ain't no secret, down south is the shit (down south)

Look, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block

Yeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked (fucked)

But I'm known by name by every cop

But wherever we go you gotta deal wit us (deal wit it)

But I don't care, that's nothin', grind don't stop

All my gangstas, put ya hands up (put 'em up)

I'm on fire, still hustle when the block hot

All my hot girls, back dat ass up (back it up)

I'm real, so I ain't never ever forgot

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: B.G.]

Look, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block (block)

But I'm known by name by every cop (every cop)

But I don't care, that's nothin, grind don't stop (don't stop)

I'm on fire, still hustle when the block hot (hot hot hot)

I'm real, so I ain't never ever forgot (unh unh)

Mannie Fresh was the reason that I was so hot

And we again 'bout to go back to the top

And we again bout to go back to the top (to the top)

We gon' have the rap game back on lock

We gon have the rap game back on lock (on lock)

I'm a real "G", career ain't near over

I'm a real G, career ain't near over

Got flooded, still representin VL and Magnolia (VL)

Got flooded, still representin' VL and Magnolia

Still represent the whole New Orleans

Still representin' the whole New Orleans

Get it right and keep it right, I'm the Heart of Tha Streetz

Get it right and keep it right, I'm the heart of tha streetz

My reputation speak for itself, it's all good

Any state, any block, dawg I'm all good

Any state, any block dawg I'm all good

All my gangstas, gon' put ya hands up

All my gangstas, gon put ya hands up (put 'em up)

And all my hot girls, back dat ass up

And all my hot girls, back dat ass up (back it up)

I'm from the ghetto homie

[Chorus]

I was raised on bread and bologna

You can't come around here 'cause ya phony

[Verse 3: B.G.]

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

It ain't easy livin where the young die fast (fast)

It's either rap, or take a penitentiary chance (chance)

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

Dudes, you gotta leave but you can stay shawty

It ain't easy livin' where the young die fast

It's either rap or take a penitentiary chance

This rap shit too easy for me to go back

Ten for a piece of crack, fifty to rap on a track

But I ain't lyin, the streets call sometime

But I ain't lyin', the streets call sometime

I could go to Detroit, sell 'em a thousand a pound

And get 'em for 'bout two-hundred in H-town

And get 'em for bout two-hunned in H-Town

Forget it, I ain't even goin' that route

Forget it, I ain't even goin that route (fuck it)

I just do it like I do it 'cause the streets love it (love it)

I just do it like I do it 'cause the streets love it

I hold it down, never bound, out of state thuggin'

I don't be trippin' when the haters go to mean-muggin'

I don't be trippin when the haters go to mean-muggin' (muggin')

I keep a strap in the hand so I keep stuntin'

I keep a strap in the hand so I keep stuntin' (stuntin')

Now it's known by the whole world who a joke (joke)

Now, it's known by the whole world who a joke

He ain't a man, he got dreads you already know (Wayne)

He ain't a man, he got dreads you already know

All my gangstas, gon put ya hands up (put 'em up)

All my gangstas, gon' put ya hands up

And all my hot girls, back dat ass up

I'm from the ghetto homie

[Chorus]

I was raised on bread and bologna

You can't come around here 'cause ya phony

Now keep it movin', move around, get off me

Dudes, you gotta leave but you can stay shawty

This is what you wanted and this what you get

[Incomprehensible] Mannie Fresh hit

We had to do it again and we gon' do it again

And again and again, we don't stop

Yeah, put yo hands up

If you messin' with [incomprehensible], put yo hands up

If you messin' with B.G., put yo hands up

If you messin' with Mannie Fresh, put yo hands up

If you're a real hot girl, then you know wassup

Then you know wassup, then you know wassup

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