Who got tha birds

{Baby

Fa'sho nigga

{B.G.

Black Connection back up on that ass once again

{Baby

All the time

{B.G.

Somethin' to blow somethin' nigga

{Baby

Nigga Pimp Daddy fool

{B.G.

Uptown for life

{Baby

Like this nigga

{Baby

I shuffle my money, like a card game on the cool and

Fuck mo hoes then that green done sold {Fa'sho

I beat my bitches out a pocket when they break the rule

{Bitch give me mine

And I'm a cut these nigga's when I'm drunk actin' a fool

Big Bro, wusup nigga, let me use yo fuckin' tool

I need the chopper Mag-11 so I can act a fool {Chopper, Chopper

They got some nigga's from Texas, comin' down with some birds

So what's the word nigga, {jack 'em straight serve

Chorus: {Mannie Fresh

I got some birds nigga {what

Y'all ready to serve nigga {what

Spread 'em out good nigga {what

Cuz this hood is your's nigga {Fa'sho nigga look

{Baby

I went from rag's to riches, I went from riches to rag'

Now I'm saggin' in my bitch {B I heard you puttin' yo foot

In them hoes ass, {Huh-bra pass me the gar

Nigga blow me a gun, snort some dope fool

Time to have some fun {I'm prepared, I'm prepared

They got some nigga's down in LA comin' with some ki's

What's the word nigga {Jack 'em straight serve

Chorus

{B.G.

Well nigga best's to hide that Ye because

I'm a jack move, I'm try'na come up

Lil' Doogie, on a stack move

Motherfucker, if you ballin' best believe I got's to have it

Out to get mine, I ain't no hoe so I'm a grab it

If you worse up, you ducked taped in the back of the trunk

Call his people, tell 'em I want twenty for this chump

It's goin' two way's he get sprayed, I get paid

Try some funny flicke shit, he on Amanester dead

With a slug in his motherfuckin' dome

They was tight with that drug money so I had to

Send 'em home, victim of that chrome

I'm straight takin' it, ain't fakin' it

Ya heard me, robbin' and hustlin' is a B.G. way of makin' it

So if you got it, keep it on that down low

Cuz I'm a test ya if know, try to play you like a hoe

Punk bitch, I'm take yo shit when I'm try'na come up

Them o'l coward ass nigga's got's to drop drop

Chorus

{Lil' Ya

My nigga P-I-M-P Daddy started off young

Snatchin' emblem's off them Caddy's

Then he went on, and started stealin' car's

Respect no bitch, he called 'em all broad's

My nigga had a talent that couldn't be fucked with me

Now he's dead and gone, all cuz a bitch

He used to shine with that iron, a Pimp

That never wined or dined, and he always rocked

Club 49, I let him meet my manager and

B-tro-duce, promised him he get better but and

Had to leave them buster's alone

Left Full Pack, and got with the Black Connection and it was on

We used to hit the rode, and make a lot of mil

The day I went to jail, my nigga fell

It hurt me to my heart, to hear my nigga got smoked

It's time for the Black, the Gat's let's handle business Lok

We got to put them birds on the side

This nigga, fucked over my boy, uhh , this nigga gotta die

It took a coward to kill him, now's he's in jail and a nigga

Steady nailin' him, and if he hit the street again

Lil' Ya gonna do him in, because Pimp was my motherfuckin' friend