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I steal,
tote,
skill,
give a * how you feel We some Southern OGs,
trill,
recognize,
drill All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't
slip Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta
say * I steal,
tote,
skill,
give a * how you
feel We some Southern OGs,
trill,
recognize,
drill
All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say *
Bud B is the name, GK is the clique, B.A.T.
is the city So if you hate suck a dick,
I'm from the land of the trio From the home of the hard,
when niggas don't wait to see ya They'll bring it to ya yard,
we ain't never been fraud We ain't never been lame,
so if you wanna get it crackin' Every nigga is game,
so we can catch a corner Or we can catch a square,
name the place and the time I'll be waitin' right there,
I'll give you a bad one And shoot you in the fire
But soon as you hit your back,
my dogs will eat you alive All we know is survive,
we ain't takin' no air So before you play with us,
you best to play with yourself
Cause I'm tired of the talk,
tired of the mean mug I'm about ready
to give these * niggas a clean slug
Got back the hammer on the goddamn skill And
put a hollow in the middle of his goddamn grill
I steal totesakte,
give a * how you feel We some Southern OGs,
trio recognize drill
All my hustlers keep quiet,
and my dealers dog'n't slip Money speaks
for itself so we ain't gotta say *
I steal totesakte,
give a * how you feel We some Southern OGs,
trio recognize drill
All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say *
Talkin' about the carrots in my watch,
diamonds in my chain
Who's baddest on the block,
or my status in the game
The records that I've sold are Bobby B going gold
And all them number one chart positions that I hold
The money and the wealth,
man,
I keep it to myself
But I'm always willing to share the firepower on the shelf
I'm shining stars spanglin',
ding-a-ling danglin' Looted the sheets,
mush up,
broke the record
of Wilt Chamberlain I'm college hog rangerin',
Houston Tex
mangerin' So get down to lay down and see these middle
spangerins I'm bangin' in the east,
west,
south,
all
over the map,
boy I do it for myself,
my daughter,
and all
these trap boys,
lack boys Candy and paint,
paper we stack,
boy
But send me automatic so make the click,
get back,
boy
Since I was born I've been the *,
and money speaks for itself So I ain't never sayin' *
I steal,
toast,
gill,
give a * how you feel We some southern OGs,
trio recognize drill
All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say *
I steal,
toast,
gill,
give a * how you feel We some southern OGs,
trio recognize drill
All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say *
Niggas best to start runnin',
hidin',
dodgin' and duckin'
Cause them trio niggas dumbin',
ridin',
cockin' and buckin'
Bitch,
you fuckin' with a monster,
a beast like no other
The hardest nigga livin' since my motherfuckin' brother
So duck and cover, tuck and roll, hit the deck
We comin' for money and your motherfuckin' respect
And we ain't takin' no checks,
money orders of visas Your life is on
the line so don't motherfuckin' tease us
You gon' need Jesus to hold ya and
help ya Cause when you fuckin' with me,
bitch,
you gon' see hell to stealth ya
Then he gon' melt ya,
the steel gon' gut ya Till your lame ass leakin' on the nolium,
* ya
Bitch,
I stopped givin' a damn when Pimp went to the bend
So not everyone's associates and nobody's friends
Just make sure to get my ends and nobody gets hurt Before
I put somebody's children under motherfuckin' dirt,
* it
I steal,
toast,
gill,
give a * how you feel We some Southern OGs,
trio recognize drill
All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say *
I steal,
toast,
gill,
give a * how you feel We some Southern OGs,
trio recognize drill
All my hustlers keep quiet and my dealers don't slip
Money speaks for itself so we ain't gotta say *