‘U’ All ‘N’ B.G.

[Verse: 1]
Stop it right there, I dare you to cross that line
Do it I'ma feel you ain't respectin' my mind
I gets loose, backed up, with long toys
It's no truce fuckin' with these hot boys
Do whatever it takes to wipe your clique off the Earth
Both cliques can't live, somebody gotta see dirt
What makes you think I'ma let'cha ride first?
Try to hide out, that makes shit worse
Believe I'm comin', a hundred in the drum and
I don't spanked somethin'
Got the set wonderin'
Bitch niggas runnin'
Cable is comin'
That's what'cha get THINK I ain't bout nothin'
You done been showed, brains blowed
You should have knowed, New Orleans carry no hoes
Say what's up to Satan, B.G. ain't bout no fakin'
I handle mine with no debatin' stop underestimatin'


[Hook]
You think I ain't gone split a wig? Think again
You guessin' and underestimatin' "U" all "N"
You think I ain't gone split a wig? "U" all "N"
You guessin' and understimatin', think again
You think I ain't gone split a wig? Think again
You guessin' and underestimatin' "U" all "N"
You think I ain't gone split a wig? "U" all "N"
You guessin' and understimatin', think again