B.G. - Cash Money Is an Army lyrics

Shit just too real respect my mind
On the real I'm tellin' you what's real
Shit just too real i'ma come like this

Money makin' is my thing 'cause
I'm tryna be rich tryna put away mills
That's why I'm in the studio on my shit
Droppin' rap after rap like you
Sell ki' after ki' backed up by the best
Fresh droppin' beat after beat
My clique is the Hot Boys
Best believe we so hot
And dangerous if we in beef
We'll clear the whole block
No fading us at all, nigga
'cause we roll too deep
With AKs off safety knockin'
Niggas off they feet i go by the name the BG
I ride on chrome in the '98 Lex ES 3'
I bust a nigga dome for Baby, known as B-3
And all these niggas know my dog'll


Do the same for me, we family
Cash Money Is a army, nigga, a navy nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga
Don't playa hate me, nigga
'cause I'll leave your shit stale
Light your ass up real good and
You will never get well

Cash Money is a army, nigga, a navy, nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga
Cash Money is a army, nigga, a navy, nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga

I got a path that you don't wanna cross
But if you do decide to cross
Your wig get knocked off
I play it raw 'cause it's a dirty game
A dirty world
I play it raw and do my thing, nigga
Fuck the world ain't nothin' change
We still floss in the best of rides
I ain't got to name it
You know what it is on twenty-inch tires
I know I'm tired of these
Bitches tryna get me killed
I'm tired of these stankin' hoes
Smilin' in my grill, shit just too real
And I'm in a battlefield tryna get my mills
It ain't no secret I got
Skills to pay the bills
I'm climbin' up the fuckin' hills
Cash Money highly respected without
A major deal
I'm still that Chopper City nigga
That like to chill
Your head still a banana, if you slip
It will get peeled
I drop my nuts in any situation, any day
'Cause on the real, BG 'bout trigga play
Trigga play

Cash Money is a army, nigga, a navy, nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga
Cash Money is a army, nigga, a navy, nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga

My stomping ground is the motherfuckin' UPT
You want me, I can be found on VL in the 13
Rest in peace
My heart goes out to my round LT
A slim nigga with two at the bottom
Four 'cross the T-O-P
A HB, a trill nigga, a hard up rider
Lay low and be cool
I'll meet your on the other side
I been thinkin' 'bout you day and night
Without you on my all-night flight
It don't go right but you know one thing
I been keepin' it real
Your lil' one is like mine
Ain't gon' miss a meal
I'm still, still shining like you left me
Dawg
My Rolex still winding like you left it for
Me and my clique still ball
Still stunt for sure
I just got the Mercedes Jeep
Off the showroom floor
Our dawg Valle done touched down
We just maintainin' representin' draining
Gone to hotels trainin' trainin', drainin'
Fucking these hoes all day and all night

Cash Money is a army, nigga, a navy, nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga
Cash Money is a army, nigga, a navy, nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga
Cash Money is a army, nigga, a navy, nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga
Cash Money is a army, nigga, a navy, nigga
So if you ever try to harm
Me, nigga, it ain't gravy, nigga