Letras:
B G Get On My Feet

the streets I'm on a come-up bitch, tryin to get on my feet [Chorus]2x I'm tryin to get on my feet, I'm a real baby gangsta Bitch, you stop my come-

the streets I'm on a come-up bitch, tryin to get on my feet [Chorus]2x I'm tryin to get on my feet, I'm a real baby gangsta Bitch, you stop my come-up

niggas just my parakeets macking masterpiece My life is good, my bitches bad I'm switching pads, changing watches in my christmas bag I got the gift of gab, talked my

I'm 20 feet tall standing on the big screen Get dough, get green, my flow sickening It's the king nigga Put me on anything still I bet I bust Put me anywhere on

why you see me on stage rocking wit' Young Money I told my team I got us man it's all on me Like volume two, B.G., I got my crew with me Twist, Mack

' Thug. Had my nigga, my slug. Haters policee blood, that is when I'm gonna serve ya. Chasin' mothafuckaz with the gun, get them on the run, but ?????????????. B.G

my head to my feet I cant feel my face so please don`t speak You wanna know what we do when the club get packed Toss my set raise my shirt show that tat

on stage rocking with Young Money I told my team I got us, man it's all on me Like volume 2 B.G., I got my crew with me Twist, Mack, Millz, Gudda and

where i'm from, you see it on my cap 501's on my leg Polo men on my tee Jordan aint no kiddin me But I keep 'em on my feet I like a big ghetto booty on