Letra da Música Thrill B'G de B. Gizzle

Pop pop! There it is mothafucka
let em know whats happenin', Im down with that VL
a Baby Gangsta that's packin'
Dont mind dying, I got them flippers them cluckers
could never be a busta, a 14 year old hustler
Living that gangsta life
I'm very true to the dope game
could never be lame, still packin'
that iron ain't a damn thing change
run up die family cry, your'e gone
"Bye Bye" Number X-Y, it's said and done so I won
but Yo, in the 3rd I get Fun, Life is short so crazy
You cross my path I feel sorry
It's gonna be short till you gon get it nigga (Yeah)
Live by the trigga, dont fuck with me lil Gangsta D
the money maker, I'm packing fool
I'm coming at ya... But when I fire niggas gon feel me
You gon' wanna kill me (Huh) cause imma Trill B. G

We some trill B. G. 'z, always on our shit
and if you slip and cross our path, we gon' split your wig
We some trill B. G. 'z, always on our shit
and if you slip and cross our path, we gon' split your wig

Trill niggas: We baby gangstas, we pull the trigga
and then we shank you, no prankster, no busters
I get my gat and then I buck ya
So follow me now and you will be killed
I'm labeled as a baby gangster cause of the fact that I'm Tril
l, Nigga you can't deal with a BG thats real
I pop a clip in my gun and make you feel
a flash from a 9 Glock steel, I'm living the life of a villain
that is, I'm bout to kill it down and Nigga straight
Handle my biz', a lil nigga up on the street straight hustling
and bout having thangs, gotta make that money mane
and ain't no nigga messing my game, not about that baby
bet i make it, ain't bout that drama
a 12 year old a young BG spin round ya Baby Momma
I write my own - I ain't gettin' off no other nigga
Gun on my arm gotta watch my back finger
always on the trigga, Nigga try to creep I gotta Mag
nothing to worry bout', But im from the South
pop in the clips round back and take you out
So nigga before you step you better start to thinkin'
I might be small and all but big enough
to leave you stanking, Im bout' to break you off
and then some, my mission ain't finished
til' I end this making sure it's done
You know the deal nigga, I'm on the real seat
A gangsta fire young villain Trill B. G

We some trill B. G. 'z, always on our shit
and if you slip and cross our path, we gon' split your wig
We some trill B. G. 'z, always on our shit
and if you slip and cross our path, we gon' split your wig

Check it
Im Trizz-nill (Trill) , Rizz-ael (Real)
Down to Kizz-nill (Kill) , Pizz-nell (Pistol)
I pack Stizz-neel (Steel) So you will Fizz-nell (Feel)
The noise I'm bringing Nigga
I'm the one that's loading gun after gun
and smoke blunt after blunt, and nigga
you will get plucked if you stunt, I already told you
I'm Trill I slang my crack this ki' for 3 stacks a knot
you try to play you get popped
from my 9 Glock you dont ride
because I'm down with a hard mob
and no respect get dug from a bitch slanging thug
I'm as trill as they come me and Lil D straight
packin' yes we young and co-magging
if the niggas start jackin', Young and dont give a fuck
Them hoes gonna feel me, Im gangsta ass nigga
and a trill B. G

We some trill B. G. 'z, always on our shit
and if you slip and cross our path, we gon' split your wig
We some trill B. G. 'z, always on our shit
and if you slip and cross our path, we gon' split your wig
D, real husler, Tue true thug ain't got no time for no busta
that will get plugged with the A to the K
got it aimed at your dome pull that gat from the side
(Poo Poo!) Your gone, people say I'm wrong
for doing what I did, but they just dont know
I had to handle my Biz', A eagle street villain
I'm letting you niggas have it
It's a habit that a nigga like Lil Wayne is trigga happy
A gangsta could nver be caught slippin'
nigga must be trippin' Imma pop the clip in
Nigga Imma do ya, Imma have to spoo ya
Gotsta let you know when your in the game how it goes
now let me run it to you pranksters In this way
A baby gangsta for life tellin' you niggas to raise
up off my sizz-et (Set) , you better step bizz-ack
(Back) , talkin' all that yak-yak
Imma have to get my Gizz-at (Gat)
I'm on the real nigga, you know the deal seat
A gangsta fire young nigga trill B. G