(feat. Layzie Bone & The Dream)
[Chorus:]
I'm a champion
I trip up on em real slow
Pen up in my hand
And when I write?
I kill for
I'm a champion
Look at how my car shine
Look at how the time fly
G4, G4's
[B.G.:]
Hello ladies and gentlemen - Welcome to the boys and girls—Come and ride with me - And we gon' take a trip around the world—You know the block is mine - I know you never seen a watch like mine—Keep that glock - You hear them shots when they done try to stop my shine—Laying in a G4 - Hop in a GT—Ride around watch these niggas tryna be me—No you can't but wish you could—I'm just too street - I'm just too hood—Gotta like my style - Gotta like my swagger—Everything you got believe I done had—Fall in the club - It's raining stacks—G by the club - They probably laugh—Oh yes, I'm chopper city - Whole Down South riding with me—Big Benzo sittin' pretty - Oh, you know how I'm livin'—I went from rags to riches - Went from riches to rags—They hollerin' “Dammit he back - He made it - Don't buy him cash”-
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[Layzie Bone:]
The nigga started off falling then I got on my toes—A nigga never looked back - Now I'm running you hoes—Gotta know whoever wanna ever oppose—About my cash flow - Nope, fin to black fo-fo - Yep—Ya'll really wanna test these nuts - Nigga what? What the fuck? - Wanna press up your luck—Soldiers from the 9-9 never give up - On my money-making mission and I can't get enough... Of this game (Fuck the fame) Give you lots of pull - Been a thug on the block - Been popular—Only takes one shot - Then you out the door—I'm a bonafide champ - Keep it locked and loaded—That's why I ain't playing witcha - No mercy - No, no, no pity—Real niggas I know they feel me - My thug in the chopper city—Only roll with them thoroughbreds - Yep - Real niggas that twirl heads, playa—See the 5-50 hit the curb - You better ask yaself - Is the world fair? —Do the world care? - Shit, maybe it don't—No matter the case I'ma get what I want—Gotta be clean every first of the month - I'm a hustla with customers all at the door—That's right, still get it for the lo-lo - Still looking in the rear for the po-po—Still kick it in the heart of the ghetto - We champions, warriors and rebels—Better get on the level - Don't get it confused—I'm making major moves - Don't wanna have to fade you fools—I'ma tell you right now - Lil Lay don't lose-
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[Chorus:]
I'm a champion
I trip up on em real slow
Pen up in my hand
And when I write?
I kill for
I'm a champion
Look at how my car shine
Look at how the time fly
G4, G4's
[B.G.:]
Hello ladies and gentlemen - Welcome to the boys and girls—Come and ride with me - And we gon' take a trip around the world—You know the block is mine - I know you never seen a watch like mine—Keep that glock - You hear them shots when they done try to stop my shine—Laying in a G4 - Hop in a GT—Ride around watch these niggas tryna be me—No you can't but wish you could—I'm just too street - I'm just too hood—Gotta like my style - Gotta like my swagger—Everything you got believe I done had—Fall in the club - It's raining stacks—G by the club - They probably laugh—Oh yes, I'm chopper city - Whole Down South riding with me—Big Benzo sittin' pretty - Oh, you know how I'm livin'—I went from rags to riches - Went from riches to rags—They hollerin' “Dammit he back - He made it - Don't buy him cash”-
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[Layzie Bone:]
The nigga started off falling then I got on my toes—A nigga never looked back - Now I'm running you hoes—Gotta know whoever wanna ever oppose—About my cash flow - Nope, fin to black fo-fo - Yep—Ya'll really wanna test these nuts - Nigga what? What the fuck? - Wanna press up your luck—Soldiers from the 9-9 never give up - On my money-making mission and I can't get enough... Of this game (Fuck the fame) Give you lots of pull - Been a thug on the block - Been popular—Only takes one shot - Then you out the door—I'm a bonafide champ - Keep it locked and loaded—That's why I ain't playing witcha - No mercy - No, no, no pity—Real niggas I know they feel me - My thug in the chopper city—Only roll with them thoroughbreds - Yep - Real niggas that twirl heads, playa—See the 5-50 hit the curb - You better ask yaself - Is the world fair? —Do the world care? - Shit, maybe it don't—No matter the case I'ma get what I want—Gotta be clean every first of the month - I'm a hustla with customers all at the door—That's right, still get it for the lo-lo - Still looking in the rear for the po-po—Still kick it in the heart of the ghetto - We champions, warriors and rebels—Better get on the level - Don't get it confused—I'm making major moves - Don't wanna have to fade you fools—I'ma tell you right now - Lil Lay don't lose-
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