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lirik lagu i be thinking – b.g


* [intro (mannie fresh + b.g.)]
[m.f.] wuz up?
[b.g.] wuz happenin’ (wuz happenin’)
b.g. ’bout to run it
[m.f.] b.geezy in here
[b.g.] ya ever wonder…how they be broke–
([m] don’t hate me ’cause i’m beautiful) –-and loaded?
([m] run it to ’em )
put two and two together ([b.g.] think, n*gg*)
ya gotta maintain ([m] ya got to maintain)
ya either gon’…have things ([m] have things ),
and be sober, or be loaded with nothin’
([m] for sho’ )
off top ([m] run that there )

[b.g.]
i live rough – i done had enough of doin’ bad
if i can recall, all my life, i’ve been on my *ss
unlock a b*tch, and his wards are the graveyard
and in my ward, you can’t help but to come apart
and all my boys got beef on the f*ckin’ block
and they draw heat from them n*gg*s, plus we duckin’ cops
i try to clock ’cause that’s all i know and slingin’
but i got my glock ’cause ain’t no hangin’ there if you ain’t bangin’
gunshots be ringin’, but i b*mp and bust ’til i let ’em know
i ain’t no ho, and i ain’t ’bout to start bein’ no ho
i smoke herb tryin’ to calm my motherf*ckin’ nerves
but i’m stressed, and so (???)’ll leave ya on the curb
i asked a n*gg* that i know to front a quarter bird
but i smoked dope again – he said that’s what he heard
now that’s jeopardizin’, that n*gg* brains blown away
n*gg*s playa-hatin’ – what kinda sh*t is that to say?
f*ckin’-up my pay, better get a n*gg* straight (??)
in a hurry
i’ll have your mommy black eyes blurry
you better worry if you’re dippin’ your nose in mine
got these hoes in line, now these n*gg*s gotta get in line
i can’t mind dyin’, where i’m from, i live by the iron
on the block of valence and magnolia, it’s hard times

(hook [b.g.])
i be loaded, thinkin’ of range rovers
maybe i could get a range rover if i stay my *ss sober
i be loaded, thinkin’ of condos
now, maybe i could get a condo if i keep my nose closed

i be loaded, thinkin’ of range rovers
maybe i could get a range rover if i stay my *ss sober
i be loaded, thinkin’ of condos
maybe i could get a condo if i keep my nose closed

i be loaded, thinkin’ of range rovers
maybe i could get a range rover if i stay my *ss sober

[b.g.]
i want it – i’m pickin’ your lock, comin’ through blastin’
gotta feed the animal – this b*tch gots to have it
where i’m from, there’s no jive and you must be a survivor
n*gg*s ain’t relyin’ on no nine-to-fiver
ruckus, beef, the ghetto is all i know
hunger, no feast is all a young n*gg* know
blow, get tore down, get a stressed n*gg* through
and this k will slow you down – any vest it will go through
my hood is tainted-up, it’s full of pollution
snortin’ was last year – now a motherf*cker shootin’
stickin’ they arm up, not givin’ a f*ck
tryin’ to jack the armored truck, not givin’ a f*ck
around my way, it’s a residential project
we all thuggin’, so just look around and see who die next
man, i’m out the melph – what am i supposed to do?
stand alone, gotta watch these n*gg*s close to you
i’m rappin’, now i’m makin’ money – i can’t duck my n*gg*s
get vacated, don’t come around to say f*ck my n*gg*s (enough of that)
the same n*gg*s that’ll drown in that water for me
slow down, and’ll spank a n*gg* daughter for me
we still clique – everything you break, you can’t fix
we caught up in the mix, but v.l. still the sh*t
i represent mine in every motherf*ckin’ rhyme
you can’t stop crimes ’cause uptown is hard times

(hook [b.g.])
i be loaded, thinkin’ of range rovers
maybe i could get a range rover if i stay my *ss sober
i be loaded, thinkin’ of condos
now, maybe i could still live in a condo if i keep my nose closed

i be loaded, thinkin’ of range rovers
maybe i could get a range rover if i stay my *ss sober
i be loaded, thinkin’ of condos
maybe i could get a condo if i keep my nose closed

[b.g.]
that heroin hit my block; opened it like a earthquake
n*gg*s graduatin’ on they fifteenth birthday
some snortin’, and some spikin’ it
that sh*t be cut heavy, and them n*gg*s still be likin’ it
that (???), that sh*t is still sweet
but you gon’ get your money’s worth in that saint t.
or on philip and c., or atop that cp3
but the b.g….workin’ on kickin’ that d
now, can i…collect my gain? stack my change?
can i…maintain and do this rap thing?
yo, can i…kick it?

[mannie fresh]
yes, you can

[b.g.]
well, i’m gon’ kick it – you b*tches understand?
i’ma get my n’s deep and…buy me a truck
get high, get up instead of walkin’ with that duck
i’ma let mine hang – let the desert eagle sing
let it be known all over, it’s a uptown thang
fulfill my wishes…with my hand on my nine
push that big expedition and get through hard times, n*gg*

(hook-3x [b.g.])
i be loaded, thinkin’ of range rovers
maybe i could get a range rover if i stay my *ss sober
i be loaded, thinkin’ of condos
maybe i could get a condo if i keep my nose closed

[mannie fresh (talking)]
keep your nose closed, ya heard me (ya heard me, ya heard me)
off top (off top, off top)


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