What’s Ya Name The Regime (Collective) (Ft. BG Bullet Wound, Grant Rice & Tech N9ne)

[Verse 1: B.G. Bullet Wound]
I fuck with mobster niggas, kick in your front door
Deuce Clickers, Regimer niggas and the thug lords gon' ride boy
You might just catch me in Cali fuckin' with (Yukmizzle)
Or catch me deep in the valley banging [?]
But it really don't matter with [?] nigga
I'm a hustler, I'm a-I'm a hustler, homie
Got some little niggas, 15'll touch ya, homie
Boy, I'm bad news (Bad news)
But if you really wanna do what we can do it anyway you wanna do it nigga so (Come through)
And it ain't no checkin' my [?] (You better be careful)
Thinkin' you gon' get some bitch up out of me (Nigga)
Sick of you tedious niggas and all y'all daydreamers
Thinkin' ya fuckin' with Deuce Clickers and Regimers
But it ain't no happenin' blood, we stay teamed up
Breakin' mo' clips than a clippers, ya-radda-mean, boy

[Chorus 1: B.G. Bullet Wound]
(What's your name boy?)
B.G., motherfucker
(What you claim?)
Deuce Click, Regime, motherfucker
(What's your name boy?)
B.G., motherfucker
(What you claim?)
Deuce Click, Regime, motherfucker
(What's your name boy?)
B.G., motherfucker
(What you claim?)
Deuce Click, Regime, motherfucker
(What's your name boy?)
B.G., motherfucker
(What you claim?)
Deuce Click, Regime, motherfucker