Gotta Get It

[Verse 1: B.G.] In my city nigga life like a chess game Uptown anybody could be next mane I switch lanes on em Reverse the game on em Its a must to stay a couple of steps ahead on em Ive been out shit Survived the worst shit I mean i was really on some heat first shit Stalked a nigga put him on a t shirt shit Then go to the funeral and carry the herse shit Yeah its real in the field nigga and what I still hustle shine and get my sex up I still grind fuck em what ima slack what They pop drama but they bounce right back uh [Chorus: B.G.] Gotta get that money gotta get that Gotta get that money gotta get that Gotta get that money gotta get that You know where the licks at nigga where the bricks at [verse 2: Soulja slim] I'm ridin in cars straight from the factory, or straight from the showroom I'm in that hatch back, on a dro run 12 in the engin, nigga, you know where I'm goin To the carwash, I was broke, Imma show m Hundred carrots on the arm, hundred carots on the charm Try the lifestyle if you want, you don't have to leave them harmed How could I see you brothers, I'm in a new thang, sittin on peanut butter I need supper, easy for me to say My team, we get double Se mee in the other thing, in that pink Carraira Lean in my rear view set, cause I have to see The red lights like the tairorests, they after me [Chorus: B.G.] Gotta get that money gotta get that Gotta get that money gotta get that Gotta get that money gotta get that You know where the licks at nigga where the bricks at [Verse 3: Juvenile] Nigga, you know how I do Look at me, I look at you Ridin in the escolade, I'm ridin in an escolade too Playa, fuck your 24s, I chuck up duces Fuck with me, I use this baby Uzi Mono wasn't real, I think you trippin, let me proove it Hoes say I blaze it with m, but she gone off that X Bitch, pop this here Fuck me to death, think of me 2 weeks later That pussy get wet Bitch, you been poppin, you's a pill poppin hoe She say she like slow motion, she want me to fuck her slow I tap on that ass, three times for the third No, I keep it real for my my niggas, my nerves Na, never give a fuck, and that visionary told me Baby daddy get dipped in that whip, worth 40 I told that pussy nigga when I see him on the street Imma kick him in his ass, knock out his fuckin teath [Chorus: B.G.] Gotta get that money gotta get that Gotta get that money gotta get that Gotta get that money gotta get that You know where the licks at nigga where the bricks at