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U All N lyrics

First Verse:

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

Chorus:

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

Second Verse:

I ma silent nigga, you know mobsters eat lobsters,
I ma rider nigga, riders tote choppers,
I ma gangsta nigga, gangstas wet shirts,
I ma thinker nigga, thinkers ride first,
I ma youngster nigga, youngsters takin over,
I ma soldier, trip get it knocked off your shoulder,
I ma roller nigga, you can t predict me,
Thinkin I m fake, you can t know me,
I come hard with tillery four deep,
Remember I tear down both sides of the street,
Nigga I be, the Ca$h Money B.G.,
Ain t no sleep if you beef with me,
I ll let you know I m comin nigga I ain t gotta creep,
I ll be in all black with reeboks on my feet,
Say what s up to Satan, B.G. ain t bout no fakin ,
I handle mine with no debatin , stop underestimatin

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Third Verse:

Don t think I m lame, don t judge me off your thoughts mane,
Come at me sideways I hook up with Juv, Turk, and Wayne,
You can t explain, you wanna be hard don t whine,
I click-clats it back and let you tell it to my nine,
Sendin messages, say I ma bitch you ll leave me wet
I can t believe you believe I take death threats,
You re wrong Wootay, you re absolutely wrong
Now it s on Wootay, your seventeen damagin health,
That s another spankin completed under my belt,
Your Mom in black on the floor her seein that her son done been left,
Brains cooked like a chef, too late for Doctors to help,
It s All On U, you brought that issue on yourself,
Think you could know me, got kicked off the shelf,
I hustle with muscle just to increase my wealth,
Nigga say what s up to Satan, B.G. ain t bout no fakin ,
I handle mine with no debatin , stop underestimatin

Chorus

Think....fore you get checkmated
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