B.G.

B.G. - Get It Right lyrics

rate me

You think this shit happened for me over tha night

This is my life

Everybody know I be on tha flight

To get it right and keep it right and stay strong

Nigga thought it wouldn't happen to 'em, but all of 'em dead wrong

Singin' tha same song, sayin', "Juvie ain't shit!"

With a project nigga out here tellin' people he rich"

When tha truth is they wishin' they was in my shoes

I pay dues, with them pistols I made moves

And I'm seein' all these pussy-ass niggas tryin' ta be hard

Why ya fuckin' with mines? I ain't fuckin' with y'all

Tha people runnin' your organization workin' for me, uh huh

You didn't know that, now you call for tha plea

Boy, think of all tha places you could possibly be

Then, these bullets that is comin' for me

With my T-shirt and Rees on

'Cuz only God knows what these niggas be's on

Look, niggas better get it right and keep it right

'Cuz them Uptown Hot Boys on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on

'Cuz we about ta strap up and know your clothes off, whoa

You better get it right and keep it right

'Cuz them Uptown Hot Boys on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on

'Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off

Listen, listen, listen

Sip it

Cock ta act a fool and make 'em dip it

Chrome MAC diply

Automatic spitty

I'm a Hot Boy, nigga, follow me

Do or die, survive with me

Blow a pound of that broccoli

Hit a block and ya ride with me

Cut 'em all, but not your boy, he just had a baby daughter

Then, Cita, he never walk again

Don't play with them shots again

I make them niggas bleed like that time of tha month

See, I told 'em, "Nobody move, nobody head bust"

Plus, a hundred rush turn a boy ta dust

Nigga, I'm a soldier, trust

I'll blow a hole in your guts

And ain't no if, ands, or buts

You could get mad and fuss

Watch your lip, man, you'll touch

I'll pop a clip in and bust

Look, I'm straight thuggin'

Lookin' at niggas' fake muggin'

I'm runnin' with niggas that stay sufferin'

That ain' nothin'

It's Weezy Weez

I show off behind cheese

Get full of trees

Here I come, you better leave

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boys on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off, whoa

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

Cuz them Uptown Hot Boys on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on

Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off, whoa

Niggas know I could get ugly when it come to that

Oh, for sure, I leave ya bloody if ya come for that

I ain't no ho, if in beef I ain't gon' run from that

You got coke, keep it on tha low 'cuz I'll come for that

I keep pistols in my possession 'cuz I stays in shit

I was raised watchin' niggas shoot out with K's and shit

My momma tried ta keep me inside, but I snuck out tha back

Shot hookie from school, hung on V.L. and sold a lil' crack

Niggas respect me 'cuz they know my nuts be hangin'and swingin'

If my toes get stepped on, I'm click-clackin' and bangin'

I've been out here since I was, like, ten years old

Caught my first gun charge in nineteen nine four

Scuffed my knees up a lot, he pulled me out that

I'm out here now, and ain't no way that I'ma look back

Fresh layed tha track down, I picked tha pad up for a minute

Put tha gat down, but don't think I still won't act, busta

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

'Cuz them Uptown Hot Boys on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on

'Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off, whoa

You better get it right and keep it right

'Cuz them Uptown Hot Boys on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on

'Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off, whoa

Niggas better get it right and keep it right

'Cuz them Uptown Hot Boys on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on

'Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off, whoa

Get it right and keep it right

'Cuz them Uptown Hot Boys on tha street at night

So I hope you got your soldiers and your 'Bauds on

'Cuz we about ta strap up and knock your clothes off, whoa

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