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Get In Line (B.G.)
   
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Title: Get In Line
Album: Checkmate
Artist: B.G.
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("One! Two! Three! Kick it!") [Juvenile] Nigga know I hate his gutsso he don't cross my path 'Cause he know I've been survivin' all of the wars I had Bitch-nigga called hisself killin' my dog But he didn'tthoughso I'm tyin' up him and his broad Betta say somethin'and it betta be what I wanna hear I'm listenin' - scary bitches started shittin' and pissin' You might see him on a milk cartondog - he still missin' Somebody might catch him up on a hook when they fishin' LookI've been itchin' to get bitchesmoneyand jewels I know some nigga's got a package - I'ma run with the fool Through the years older playaz told me to keep my head strong 'Cause niggas is followersand some of 'em led wrong But if I bust a cap in 'emI will be dead wrong They don't know what's happenin'and I ain't gonna say it to 'em 'Cause bitches be catchin' conversation inspectin' And fuck up and give them people some bad information (Hook [Juvenile]) Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me Step to the front of the linelet me see who you be Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me LookI got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three ("One! Two! Three! Kick it!") [Juvenile] You'se a certified clown in my eyes That's the reason why half of your hood got shit bags on your side You talk a good gamebut you a ho when they ride Nigga don't have to look for you - they know you inside You probly got your tail in your assyour thumb in your mouth Protected custody so you don't come in your house Motherfuckerwhere all the shit you said you was 'bout? Let you tell it - you been 'bout bustin' heads in the south [B.G.] Can't be fuckin' with no lamefake ain't even gon' watch your backnigga Get popped - can't handle the pressure and ratnigga Take the whole clique down runnin' his lips Can't come back in the bricks nowhe'll get flipped It's a cold gamebut I don't give a fuckmy nigga I feel threatened by anybodyI'ma bust that nigga up my nigga Then go get a millfuck my bitch - I take this game to heartunless niggas disagree (Hook [Juvenile]) [B.G.] I'm a lil' man - stand my ground no matter what Glock glued to my hand - there's no one you can trust Niggas turned on they own nigga behind Geez If I think they won't turn on meI'm outta luck So I roll first - cock and shoot first Gotta stay over the head to duck a T-shirt You want beef? You want war? You want me? Nothin' between us but air and opportunity Don't talk 'bout what you gon' do - do itnigga 'Cause you're wastin' your breath - go 'headprove itnigga Shit's real - I ain't got time to fake Time's money - I ain't got time to waste But on the straight with me bein' real To let others' niggas know I don't fake - ya gotta get killed Ohbitch-nigga playin' with a rich nigga like me Ya wind up six feetclown (Hook [Juvenile]) Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me Step to the front of the linelet me see who you be Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me LookI got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three ("One! Two! Three! Kick it!") Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me Step to the front of the linelet me see who you be Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me LookI got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three ("K-k-kick it!") Now point the nigga out if he wan' do it with me Step to the front of the linelet me see who you be Air and opportunity - that ain't nothin' to me LookI got somethin' I'm totin' that'll cut you in three [Juvenile {talking}] Step up! Wherever the fuck you isnigga Don't throw a motherfuckin' brick and hide your hand like a ol' pussy-assnigga ("One! Two! Three! Kick it!") Come out to the lightnigga - let me see who you is You wan' do me somethin' or harm my kidsniggashow your face Make it known you're beefin' with me Know wh'I'm sayin' Ol' scary-ass nigga gon' hide Come out hereplaya - catch me all over New Orleansnigga On the blockin the hoodwherever B.G.niggaalways on V.L. We gon' keep it real - know wh'I'm sayin' ("One! Two! Three! Kick it!") ("One! Two! Three! Kick it!")

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