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Ladies and gentlemen, I have a special guest gangsta
Back for the first time ya heard, along with FreshIf you's a gangsta homie, bop ya head, let 'em hang
I see ya shake it shawty, go on girl, do ya thang
Do the chain, just a watch and a pinky ring
Now everybody come together, join along and singI'm from the ghetto homie
I was raised on bread and bologna
You can't come around here 'cause ya phony
Now keep it movin', move around, get off meNow keep it movin', move around, get off me
Now keep it movin', move around, get off me
Now keep it movin', move around, get off me
Dudes, you gotta leave but you can stay shawtyLook, you know I been up in the game for a long time
And I'ma tell ya homie, it wasn't a easy grind
Been through this, been through that, been through everything
But I'm real, so I still manage to do my thingI held it down every since I came through the dough
Representin' 504 'til the meat show
You know the underdog always do it big
Waah, it's the comeback kidI'm gettin' money, lookin' good, just look at the watch
Matter of fact, take a look in the parkin' lot

I'm representin' the blocks from the East to the West
It ain't no secret, down south is the shitYeah, New Orleans gone, yeah, New Orleans fucked
But wherever we go you gotta deal wit us
All my gangstas, put ya hands up
All my hot girls, back dat ass upI'm from the ghetto homie
I was raised on bread and bologna
You can't come around here 'cause ya phony
Now keep it movin', move around, get off meNow keep it movin', move around, get off me
Now keep it movin', move around, get off me
Now keep it movin', move around, get off me
Dudes, you gotta leave but you can stay shawtyLook, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block
But I'm known by name by every cop
But I don't care, that's nothin', grind don't stop
I'm on fire, still hustle when the block hotI'm real, so I ain't never ever forgot
Mannie Fresh was the reason that I was so hot
And we again 'bout to go back to the top
We gon' have the rap game back on lockI'm a real G, career ain't near over
Got flooded, still representin' VL and Magnolia
Still representin' the whole New Orleans
Get it right and keep it right, I'm the heart of tha streetzMy reputation speak for itself, it's all good
Any state, any block, dawg I'm all good
All my gangstas, gon' put ya hands up
And all my hot girls, back dat ass upI'm from the ghetto homie
I was raised on bread and bologna
You can't come around here 'cause ya phony
Now keep it movin', move around, get off meNow keep it movin', move around, get off me
Now keep it movin', move around, get off me
Now keep it movin', move around, get off me
Dudes, you gotta leave but you can stay shawtyIt ain't easy livin' where the young die fast
It's either rap or take a penitentiary chance
This rap shit too easy for me to go back
Ten for a piece of crack, fifty to rap on a trackBut I ain't lyin', the streets call sometime
I could go to Detroit, sell 'em a thousand a pound
And get 'em for 'bout two-hundred in H-town
Forget it, I ain't even goin' that routeI just do it like I do it 'cause the streets love it
I hold it down, never bound, out of state thuggin'
I don't be trippin' when the haters go to mean-muggin'
I keep a strap in the hand so I keep stuntin'Now, it's known by the whole world who a joke
He ain't a man, he got dreads you already know
All my gangstas, gon' put ya hands up
And all my hot girls, back dat ass upI'm from the ghetto homie
I was raised on bread and bologna
You can't come around here 'cause ya phony
Now keep it movin', move around, get off meNow keep it movin', move around, get off me
Now keep it movin', move around, get off me
Now keep it movin', move around, get off me
Dudes, you gotta leave but you can stay shawtyThis is what you wanted and this what you get
[Incomprehensible] Mannie Fresh hit
We had to do it again and we gon' do it again
And again and again, we don't stopYeah, put yo hands up
If you messin' with [incomprehensible], put yo hands up
If you messin' with B.G., put yo hands up
If you messin' with Mannie Fresh, put yo hands upIf you're a real hot girl, then you know wassup
Then you know wassup, then you know wassup

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B.G. (born Christopher Dorsey on September 3rd, 1980 in New Orleans, Louisiana) is an American rapper. Short for "Baby Gangsta" or "B. Gizzle", The rapper is often referred to as simply B.G.. Early life Christopher "Doogie" Dorsey was a normal kid growing up in the 13th Ward of New Orleans which is Uptown. In elementary school, young Dorsey rapped as a hobby. When Dorsey was 12, his father was murdered in a robbery, and young Dorsey drifted into street life. Dorsey began selling marijuana, cocaine, and eventually heroin — to which he later became addicted.

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