To My People Lyrics by B.G.

[b.g.]
Come on, man (buck with me)
Lets do this here (buck with me)

If you confused, Im called b.g.
I fear no one - fade me
Step if you want - its on you
Just keep in mind I warned you
Look here - Im young, dog
Two glocks stay tucked in my drawers
Gotta ride like that cause its real
And I live my life - kill or be killed
I hold it down no matter what
For my soldierettes and true thugs
Dont think for once cause I got change I changed
Geezy gon be the same
Never gon disrespect the game
Never will flip out cause I got fame
My dogs in the hood handlin business
Then throw your sets up - come on, represent
Uh-huh

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This for my dogs that be thuggin on the block all night, hustlin
Gettin it how they can get it - livin rough and rugged
To my thrillas - dont depend on no fellas
Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

For my thuggers on the block all night, hustlin
Gettin it how ya can get it - livin rough and rugged
To the thrillas - dont depend on no fellas
Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

[b.g.]
Im off the porch and for all the
Hustlers, jackers, murderers, and ballers
I hold it down for my biznite - they aint scared to give head
They gotta get this
My wodies who totin glocks, ready to pop
My wodies who slangin rocks after rocks
My big tymers with the whole and quarter things
My hot girls who bring work on a airplane
My street-smart thugs who know how to think
And throw the feds off and put em on a train
Cant forget thugs who be shinin, doin they thing
Ears, neck, wrists, and hand hollerin *bling*bling*
Thats the ones who the b.g. represent
Bustas, at all, cant feel this

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This for my dogs that be thuggin on the block all night, hustlin
Gettin it how they can get it - livin rough and rugged
To the thrillas - dont depend on no fellas
Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

For my thuggers on the block all night, hustlin
Gettin it how ya can get it - livin rough and rugged
To the thrillas - dont depend on no fella
Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

[b.g.]
Man, its the b.g. (b.g.) (uh-huh)
Gotta represent the hood (represent) (gotta)
The thugs, and the soldierettes
Baby, busy bubba: number-one stunna
Wheezy, juve, turk: my cash money brothers
My whole clique keep it real at all times
My whole clique rock platinum at all times
Bentleys, benzes, and hummers we stay pushin
Comin down the block if everybody just lookin
You gotta respect how we came through the game twistin
Left it rearranged and left em shoutin, bling bling! (bling)
You know now how we do
You know now that we fools
We all bout our bitches
If it mean goin back to slingin chickens
If it mean bein gatted
If it mean slip on masks
Hustlers and thugs know whats up
So come on - throw your sets up

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This for my dogs that be thuggin on the block all night, hustlin
Gettin it how they can get it - livin rough and rugged
To the thrillas - dont depend on no fella
Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

For my thuggers on the block all night, hustlin
Gettin it how they can get it - livin rough and rugged
To the thrillas - dont depend on no fella
Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

[b.g.]
I keep it real
I keep it real
And if youre real you feel what I feel
I keep it real
I keep it real
And if youre real you feel what I feel
This for the hood (for the hood)
This for the hood (for the hood)
This for the hood all over and its all good
This for the hood (for the hood)
This for the hood (for the hood)
This for the hood all over and its all good
This for the thugs (for the thugs)
This for the soldierettes (soldierettes)
This for everybody all over out the project
This for the thugs (for the thugs)
This for the soldierettes (soldierettes)
This for everybody all over out the project
Buck with me (buck with me)
Bounce with me (bounce)
Buck with me (buck)
Bounce with me (bounce)
Smoke a ounce with me - haaha