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    "To My People" Lyrics

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    Come on, man
    (Buck with me)
    Let's do this here
    (Buck with me)

    If you confused, I'm called B.G.
    I fear no one, fade me
    Step if you want, it's on you
    Just keep in mind I warned you
    Look here, I'm young, dog
    Two glocks stay tucked in my drawers
    Gotta ride like that 'cuz it's real
    And I live my life, kill or be killed

    I hold it down no matter what
    For my soldierettes and true thugs
    Don't think for once 'cuz I got change, I changed
    Geezy gon' be the same, never gon' disrespect the game
    Never will flip out 'cuz I got fame
    My dogs in the hood handlin' business
    Then throw your sets up, come on, represent
    Uh, huh

    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, don't 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, don't depend on no fellas
    Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

    I'm off the porch and for all the
    Hustlers, jackers, murderers, and ballers
    I hold it down for my biznite, they ain't scared to give head
    They gotta get this
    My woodies who totin' glocks, ready to pop
    My woodies 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
    Can't forget thugs who be shinin', doin' they thing
    Ears, neck, wrists, and hand hollerin'
    That's the ones who the B.G. represent
    Bustas, at all, can't feel this

    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, don't 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, don't depend on no fella
    Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

    Man, it's 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
    Bentley's, 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' gated
    If it mean slip on masks
    Hustlers and thugs know what's up
    So come on, throw your sets up

    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, don't 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, don't depend on no fella
    Take care of your kids and clock your own cheddar

    I keep it real, I keep it real
    And if you're real you feel what I feel
    I keep it real, I keep it real
    And if you're 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 it's all good
    This for the hood
    (For the hood)
    This for the hood
    (For the hood)
    This for the hood all over and it's 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
    This song was submitted on April 22nd, 2011 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Byron O. Thomas, Christopher Dorsey.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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