B$G Intro E

You ain't got no bib on you? Bib on You? 'Cause you ain't got bib on, I'm not Hanging out with you no more, man. Please stand clear of the closing door. Going up. Goo squeeze, I think we got one. First floor. Ayy, it's B4K, you can call me 9 to day. A hundred seven rounds, we dumpin' Left his body by the lake. You tried to save him, but you couldn't, filled His body up with lead. I got dread shotters That be trippin' off meds. They said bout the gang, cross the five and We'll pop you. It don't take a couple straps, A couple shooters just to find you. Bust it down and bag it up, he in The hood, I gotta find him. I done bust my wrist down, but them bullets Probably done flanked him. Them K shells I just Snocked like a gang unit tryna find him. When it's up and it's stuck, I'm the center, Always the violent. You got a switch and a Stick on your gun, but you ain't gon' shoot It. If we catch him, then we got him, He in exchange of no gunfire. Going up. Second floor. Man. Yeah, a killer off the block, I'm finna turn Him up. finna gas. Heard your mans up in This wood, we finna burn him up. Double back. The you finna cross the five, yeah, We'll touch him up. Man. Them goo slides, they hit your block sound like A forty bus. My goo slide get hella angry When I ain't got no buddy signs. Man, man. When you ride because we move as One. We move as one. They don't really want No problems 'cause we gon' do it up. Do it up. Brodie said he seen a opp, He might just shoot him up. On and shoot him When nigga ugly, I'm finna Rob my plug. I'm finna Boy tried to spin And swerve fast, I gotta stop and bust. You say you in that one bag, okay, that's Not enough. That's I'm on the road to chase This bag, feel like my pockets bustin'. Going up. Third floor. Hello. I know you heard of me before, but I'm The MVP. I like sweepin' niggas' blocks, I got OCD. Cooler kit on my Glock, Sometimes it overheat. I shoot with three, then I Leave with the ball. Yeah. Aim with keeps. Brother slidin' with your Glock, he Call 'em Pistol Pete. Sometimes I creep, then I Crawl like I'm Easy E. Like Your man mama stuck, she want a piece Of me. She watchin' BFD Big all on the TV screen. niggas copy, I start they pole, They slow to scream. That paper make your heart On layup, make that nine-nine cream. There's really forces in this bitch, I ain't got No space for you. You sick, nigga, I could Blow a bag every time I sneeze. Bless you, bless you, bless you. Going up. Fourth floor. Top 5 be the name, but you already knew That. Still thuggin' in the fields, ten toes, I'm Still in the set. I need a big bag, Rolls truck with a couple sticks. I like my bitches bad, when it get real, She into pullin' skits. Sippin' on this drink, words slurred when I take A sip. I almost hit the curb in the Coupe, I almost totaled it. She like, "Ain't you Top 5?" I'm like, "Yeah," she said she noticed Me. I'm really in the field, better watch how You approachin' me. I'm thirsty for a kill, been This block and then we foldin' it. She like, "Ain't you Top 5?" I'm like, "Yeah," she said she noticed me. I'm really in the field, better watch how you Approachin' me. I'm thirsty for a kill, been this Block and then we foldin' it. Do not be alarmed. We are experiencing a temporary power interruption. Minor technical diffi-