B.G. Get in Line Lyrics

Artist: B.G.
Publishers: ©Ultra Tunes
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Album: Track 15 on Checkmate
Length: 3:58

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One, two, three, kick it

***** know I hate his guts, so he don't cross my path
'Cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I had
*****-***** called hisself killin' my dog
But he didn't, though, so I'm tyin' up him and his broad

Betta say somethin' and it betta be what I wanna hear
I'm listenin', scary *****es started shittin' and pissin'
You might see him on a milk carton, dog, he still missin'
Somebody might catch him up on a hook when they fishin'

Look, I've been itchin' to get *****es, money, and jewels
I know some *****'s got a package, I'ma run with the fool
Through the years older playaz told me to keep my head strong
'Cause *****s is followers, and some of 'em led wrong

But if I bust a cap in 'em, I will be dead wrong
They don't know what's happenin' and I ain't gonna say it to 'em
'Cause *****es be catchin' conversation inspectin'
And **** up and give them people some bad information

Now point the ***** out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, kick it)

You're a certified clown in my eyes
That's the reason why half of your hood got **** bags on your side
You talk a good game but you a ho when they ride
***** don't have to look for you, they know you inside

You probly got your tail in your ***, your thumb in your mouth
Protected custody so you don't come in your house
************, where all the **** you said you was 'bout?
Let you tell it, you been 'bout bustin' heads in the south

Can't be ****in' with no lame, fake
Ain't even gon' watch your back, *****
Get popped, can't handle the pressure and rat, *****
Take the whole clique down runnin' his lips
Can't come back in the bricks now, he'll get flipped

It's a cold game but I don't give a ****, my *****
I feel threatened by anybody, I'ma bust that ***** up my *****
Then go get a mill, **** my *****
I take this game to heart, unless *****s disagree

Now point the ***** out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, kick it)

I'm a lil' man, stand my ground no matter what
Glock glued to my hand, there's no one you can trust
*****s turned on they own ***** behind Geez
If I think they won't turn on me, I'm outta luck

So I roll first, **** and shoot first
Gotta stay over the head to duck a T-shirt
You want beef? You want war? You want me?
Nothin' between us but air and opportunity

Don't talk 'bout what you gon' do, do it, *****
'Cause you're wastin' your breath, go 'head, prove it, *****
****'s real, I ain't got time to fake
Time's money, I ain't got time to waste

But on the straight with me bein' real
To let others' *****s know I don't fake, ya gotta get killed
Oh, *****-***** playin' with a rich ***** like me
Ya wind up six feet, clown

Now point the ***** out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(One, two, three, kick it)

Now point the ***** out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three
(Kick it)

Now point the ***** out if he wan' do it with me
Step to the front of the line, let me see who you be
Air and opportunity that ain't nothin' to me
Look, I got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three

Step up, wherever the **** you is, *****
Don't throw a **********in' brick
And hide your hand like a ol' *****-***, *****
(One, two, three, kick it)

Come out to the light, *****, let me see who you is?
You wan' do me somethin' or harm my kids, *****, show your face
Make it known you're beefin' with me, know wh'I'm sayin'?

Ol' scary-*** ***** gon' hide, come out here, playa
Catch me all over New Orleans, *****
On the block, in the hood, wherever
B.G., *****, always on V.L. we gon' keep it real, know wh'I'm sayin'?

One, two, three, kick it
One, two, three, kick it
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