Real Nigga - B.G., Hell Rell

It’s B. Gizzle ya number one original hot boy

nigga already know whassup with me nigga already know my status

if you don’t know you better ask somebody, look

I’m B. Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga

I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger

you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga

I’m out the hood so I get it how I live nigga

You know me I’m a solider no doubt

my reputation already confirm what I’m about

I’m a hustler you can always catch me in the streets

puttin it down, makin moves cause Gizzle gotta eat

feds tryna lock me up and throw away the key

they know I gotta enough work well I could throw away a ki if you wanna get on ya feet then holla at me can’t sell 'em for ten but I can throw 'em for sixteen

I chase that money and I stack that money

bitch nigga try to play me I’m a smash that dummy

I ain’t playin with you niggaz go on and run up on a G they’ll be callin, tellin ya momma her son is in the street

how you want it, you can get — how you want it, I can bring it you wanna early funeral trust me I can arrange it

I’m a man about my mine no reppin, no stuntin

New Orleans is the dungeon so what you talkin is nothin

I’m B. Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga

I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger

you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga

I’m out the hood so I get it how I live nigga

Okay a man always look another man in his eye

I’m talkin to you — you lookin at the ground I know why

you a busta, you a fake, you a bitch, you a lame

you should’ve stayed on the porch you ain’t ready for the game

got my first stripe at twelve, second stripe at thirteen

third stripe a year later then pronounced the B.G.

fourth stripe at fifteen now I’m captain of the team

I was suppose to be at school, but on the corner sellin weed

before I made eighteen I’m a sargeant now

fuckin hoes, gettin money sellin quarters now

before I made twenty one I was a lieutenant

it’s a war goin on and dogg I’m all in it

I ain’t tryna turn back this my life I’m a live it I ain’t gotta come now so if you trip I’m a send it

I’m in full command I’m the Chopper City general

so believe it’s nothin to get rid of you

I’m B. Gizzle I’m a motherfuckin real nigga

I left Cash Money, my money got real bigger

you never catch me in the streets without the steel nigga

I’m out the hood so I get it how I live nigga