Help B.G.

[Intro]
What's up man?
These Hot Boy$ back at it again, ya heard me?
Oh and it's Guerilla Warfare time
We got these ol' bitch ass niggas scared
Look here

[Verse 1]
Luxury cars on chrome, I play that
Five figure bonds on charges, I'd paid that
Ounces of coke at a young age, look I weighed that
My click done blewed up you know haters, they hate that
Come around me with a bad bitch, you know I'ma take that
Put a chopper in my hand, and watch how quick I sprayed that
Drop a track watch how quick I go and lace that
Cash Money I don't think y'all niggas could really faze that
Beef with me, I don't think you ready to face that
Put money in front of me and watch how quick I chase that
Nigga give me the weed and I'm ready to blaze that
I'ma man and if it's my charge, I gotta take that
Mouth off yo brains and I'ma have to waste that
K bullets burn, you talk and watch you taste that
I'm so large, I gotta phone, the feds can't trace that
You gotta respect I'ma fool, how you love that

[Chorus: B.G. & Turk]
Got these bitch niggas hollerin', "Help"
Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody help
They on fire, they goin' burn me somebody help
They got guns, they goin' shoot somebody help
Please somebody help
Got these bitch niggas hollerin', "Help"
Them Hot Boy$ coming please somebody help
They got guns, they goin shoot somebody help
They on fire, they goin burn me somebody help
Please somebody help
Got these bitch niggas hollering' help