B.G. - Niggas In Trouble lyrics

rate me

[Mac]

Feel the pain of a soulja, a 3rd ward Soulja always known

2 pack a heater, got a army bout the size of leader

We hit em

Rugged even if it's unplugged for thug lifers

We be the niggas leavin' slugs in ya crime lives

Got the town locked with underground stock

Around the clock workers to serve us

Responsible for many murders

I left your town with all the gold pieces

Shoot the police to assure my cousin's penatantry release

Payin' witnesses to hold they breath,

don't pay when it's only death, and no this ain't a Tec

I'm in a limo full of blow niggas

But I'm always high cuz a leader gotta be up on his toes nigga

A trail of cops is followin' when the girls be swallowin' the evidentials

Keep supplier's name confidential

Crooked cops started buckin' at us

Made a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had us

I grab the Tec and started buckin' back

Cuz I'd rather take half the force out before they cop a squat Dee Money

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[B.G.]

Came in the clear, slide it in, cock it back

Plot it out, I put me an extra one in

That's eighteen in tha 9, I'm ready to discharge

That's eighteen for that ass, tryin' to play hard

Got the fat bullets, with the dent in the front

They get sent when you duck when I hear from the blunt

Nigga don't let me get that first draw, and I'ma toast ya

I'ma shoot'cha in the jaw first, then get some more

You know I bust heads, gotta jack it like a brand new car

I got the bulldog sendin' niggas to the mall

I send death threats, and then I fulfill em

Two hoes think they'll survive trial bein' a witness but I'ma kill'em

My nine milli is the nigga on side of me

Hollow points is for devils that wanna follow me

Try to swallow me under Providence Memorial Park,

I'm too smart to be caught, I'ma snort what I just bought

Take a ride

With the chopper lookin' for the robber on the other side

I'm so high, and the motto Uptown is do or die

Let's make it happen, think of an action

Fuck rappin' I'm cappin', fuck yappin', gimme no dappin'

Pull out the strapin' and start bustin',

Show me you bout buckin' or duckin'

Cuz I'm sendin' 17 slugs I'm a thug

All about sellin' drugs, nigga you get plugged

Get out tha way, start the race, it's a big paper chase

You get the taste of the chopper strikin' you in the face

Get out the way on tha double, I bust ya bubble

I'm behind the trigga, so niggas in trouble

[Mac]

Black T Blue Girbauds, on the grind my grandma called me Mack

but my Macanifient

I never thought the group of niggas would be behind me

They took a shot and nearly blind me

Eyes rolled back like a zombie, my life started seemin'shorter

I can't believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in his daughter

I'll be a memory, but I ain't havin' it

Fightin' for my life, the people grabbin' it

Just enough strength to pull the trigga once more

I split his wig and he dropped like the twig

I heard a nigga say he wasn't dead yet

They should have never said that

My life came back, like some gangsta boy

I stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin' and looked up at the stars

Grab the glock out the holstermy pants rest of them and said niggas I'm a solja

You can't kill me

They said we'll see

I said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me?

I took my vest off, and threw it on the sidewalk

You never see Mac, back in the city park

[B.G.]

Get out the way or get caught up in serious gun slangin'

Cuz the shit that I'm bringin' leave a busta brains hangin'

Cuz I ain't half steppin', when I come for the chop

I clock, meal, and rob, Black Connection is the mob

That I'm married to, TRU to life real niggas

Young niggas comin' down wit shit you could feel niggas

Peel niggas wig off, soft nigga play hard

But I see through you muthafucka I pull ya card

Representin' I war and die for this rap game

It's the only thing I know besides hustlin', so I do my thang

Done crossed the line wit niggas I thugged with

We run blood out'cha body, nigga we thugs, shit

So give us respect because we comin' direct

Totin' Tecs in the projects that leave a nigga wet

Baby Gangsta attacker watch my back for the jacker

Then Blacka tryin' to attack and release the ratta-tatta

Leavin' lifeless? No, never

I reverse the game in a double, I bubble

To overflow nigga, niggas in trouble