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- B.G. f/ U.N.L.V. - Freestyle (Cash Money Diss) Lyrics
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- [Redman]
- Funk doc in the fuckin building, Nigga
- [Intro: U.N.L.V.]
- We right back at ya
- When ya see this shit comin
- B.G. and U.N.L.V. on the same track
- Wit a shot to birdman
- So now, We cleanin up feathers right now
- Fuck Cash Money, Ya Know?
- [Chorus 2x: B.G.]
- We gon drive from east over, Dump ya body in big noy
- We gon leave a note around ya neck sayin that you in chopper city boy
- [U.N.L.V.]
- Oh, He want some
- It's a bird, It's a plane
- Naw homie, That's Baby, Shoot that nigga mane
- [Verse 1: U.N.L.V.]
- Y'all boys never saw it comin [Never saw it comin]
- B. Gizzle, Y'all and Tech Nine together on the same track murkin somethin
- I told y'all boys, That you can't keep a nigga from the 3 down
- Now y'all done sight that lil 40 up just feel us down
- Bad ass yella boy, This is for you
- Homie, We know the true story and we know what to do
- We get them automatic weapons load em up, Load em up
- And that shiny-ass jewelry that you got, Nigga give it up
- Remember me and Geezie wrote yo raps
- I know ya missin all that, Cause that shit ya spittin now is wack
- And when the rest of y'all gon realize, Gon realize?
- That y'all ain't never gon eat more than crust out the pie
- Cash Money records, Nigga suck my dick
- Tell the whole world how ya really got that shit
- It was Gizzle, U.N.L.V., My nigga Juve came late
- Now how the fuck ya gon feed us off the same plate?
- [Chorus 2x]
- [Verse 2: B.G.]
- It's the return of the hottest of the hot, Lil B.G.
- And 2 big dogs from the UPT
- U.N.L.V., Tech Nine, And lil ya
- We bout to keep it real from the streets to the cellblock
- Anybody hollerin, They get popped
- Nigga holla ha, When they came on my block
- It's real round here, All that stuntin'll get ya smashed round here
- Straight jacked round here
- If nigga know that history put Cash Money on
- Befo' Uptown thang, It was sacks and baron
- I'ma speak the truth, I'ma tell no lie
- I was on the scene, Yella snuck Baby in the eye
- I was on the scene when Suga Slim got slipped
- Yella went inside and got the fuckin pistol grip
- It's the real Cash Money, We started this shit
- From loco 580 to the 226
- [Chorus 2x]
- [Verse 3: U.N.L.V.]
- You went from Lil Wayne to the number one dick rider
- Fuck you mean you the best since the best retired?
- Ya mami should've let you die when that nine went off
- Cause you got it fucked up thinkin Baby ya pa
- I'll break ya jaw, You was real, Now you phony
- Let a bitch-ass nigga infiltrate you and ya homie
- How long will it be before ya realize, Realize?
- Slim and Baby ain't nothin but the devil disguised
- Plus Baby got fucked up in OPP
- In 97, Got a deal off of you and LV
- Album sold platinum gold, Bitch i'm comin for mine
- And motherfuck the legal way, Bitch, I'm bringin that iron
- You ain't got no strap, Remember Yella knocked ya out?
- Tech flicks into Slim, The other clown ran out
- On ya faggot-ass roaches scared to poo in the pen
- It's the real 226 spinnin a ben
- [Chorus 2x]
- [Outro: U.N.L.V.]
- Say uh, Flex, B.G., We don handled that shit, Man
- Fuck that, The whole world know
- They know who made them bitches
- How the fuck you gon get a whole leaf of bread
- And don't wan give a nigga but a piece of slice, Dawg?
- Fuck that, We keep it row, It ain't goin down
- Fuck you nigga, Fuck your brother too
- Ya hoyt man bitch
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