B-Legit Niggaz Get They Wig Split

Niggaz Get They Wig Split
by (Feat. )

Niggaz Get They Wig Split Lyrics

Song Meaning
Verse 1
[Featuring see-Bo, Celly Cel]
Verse 2
be -Legit:
Verse 3
Bitch I got beam like Scotty
Verse 4
Leave you spotty
Verse 5
When I point this aim at your brain
Verse 6
And leave them hollow thangs in your body
Verse 7
Lodi-dodi I drinks Bacardi
Verse 8
Gets dick hard drunk
Verse 9
When I'm off that skunk punk
Verse 10
And you don't want to dance tingo tango
Verse 11
I let my left right mingle mangle
Verse 12
To your jaw southpaw
Verse 13
It oughta be a law against these thangs I throw
Verse 14
About to lay some shit down with Celly Cel and Bo
Verse 15
From the Garden Blocc
Verse 16
Hillside got they Glock
Verse 17
Mack 10's
Verse 18
Mobb shit'll neva end
Verse 19
I'm tryin' to have it all
Verse 20
So I ball 'till I'm gold
Verse 21
Mobbin' through a sixty usin' cruise control
Verse 22
Verse 23
I'm fuckin' wit that click nigga
Verse 24
That big nigga on the block
Verse 25
With Glocks, Rag Tops
Verse 26
Cut thangs on them gold knocks
Verse 27
Better watch your back 'cause we strapped with teks
Verse 28
Push up in a blue Lex'
Verse 29
And dump caps to your neck
Verse 30
Mobb shit
Verse 31
Bustaz all die
Verse 32
Leather trench
Verse 33
Brim and two nines
Verse 34
Costume of a killa
Verse 35
At your bed side holdin' on two millas
Verse 36
Uggh we bust them teks close range
Verse 37
Livin' estranged
Verse 38
Called insane
Verse 39
'cause when it's on it's on site no matter night or day
Verse 40
And you can't fuck wit these
Verse 41
Get smothered with a half a key
Verse 42
Verse 43
Celly Cel:
Verse 44
Give me the ball and I'ma fill the lane like 'Fenney
Verse 45
Hardaway 'cause I'm out to get every penny
Verse 46
Any nigga disrespectin' when I'm checkin' for my scrilla
Verse 47
I know'm stilla wig splittin' killa ain't no realla
Verse 48
Nigga realla than me
Verse 49
Mobbin' through your hood and takin' heads
Verse 50
Slumpin' hangin out the windows dumpin'
Verse 51
And shakin' 'Feds
Verse 52
So mind your own
Verse 53
Cross the line and see how quick they gone
Verse 54
Head blown decapitated caught slippin' in my zone
Verse 55
Fuckin' with this Mobb shit
Verse 56
Niggaz get they wig split
Verse 57
Verse 58
Uggh it's the murder man posted at the front door
Verse 59
And when they comes I dumps with both four-four's
Verse 60
Letin' 'em have it 'cause I'm static
Verse 61
Dumpin the grass
Verse 62
Killed his ass
Verse 63
And then kneel down and get my last laugh
Verse 64
Punk bitch shouldn't have tripped
Verse 65
Now he lay dead in the ditch
Verse 66
Ass ripped
Verse 67
Suckin' on his own dick
Verse 68
Money talk
Verse 69
Bullshit walk
Verse 70
Fool this ain't no sunshine
Verse 71
Three killas
Verse 72
One garden blocc, two hillside
Verse 73
be -Legit:
Verse 74
This shit's fucked and I am tag teamin' with the murder man
Verse 75
And that'll hurt a man
Verse 76
Niggaz doin' dirt and
Verse 77
All you got to do is hop your ass in my 'Cut
Verse 78
We'll be back tomorrow mornin'
Verse 79
Cell, you comin' or what?
Verse 80
I got this gut feelin'
Verse 81
About to make the killin' for a livin'
Verse 82
The contract said the nigga wore a wire tap
Verse 83
And they want him dead
Verse 84
A hundred G's for his head
Verse 85
And leave a bloody glove down where that body bled
Verse 86
Celly Cel:
Verse 87
Red rum is what I'm hummin' as I hit the fence
Verse 88
Homicide looked for prints but found no evidence
Verse 89
Stuffed his head in the duffel bag and zipped it up
Verse 90
Them ballas want to see his face before they break us off a cut
Verse 91
There it is cashed him like some chips at Reno
Verse 92
Slid us a briefcase full of crispy ass see-Notes
Verse 93
Made the hit
Verse 94
Got the scrilla
Verse 95
Gone without a trace
Verse 96
be behind the wheel
Verse 97
And Bo Loc cuffed to the briefcase
Verse 98
Yo' nigga Cell got the chopper 'case they on my trail
Verse 99
If it's a tail then I'ma leave a 50 empty shells
Verse 100
Pistol smokin'
Verse 101
These niggaz know we ain't no jokin'
Verse 102
Split up the tokens
Verse 103
And I'm back in the hood loccin'
Verse 104
Fuckin' with this Mobb shit
Verse 105
Niggaz get they wig split
Verse 106
be -Legit:
Verse 107
Yeah, like a real hillside strangler, yola slanger, tryin to get a
Verse 108
buck but if I'm fucked in the gas chamber.
Verse 109
The autopsy red, them niggaz had some heat fo yo ass.
Verse 110
And never leave your block without your glock, clip and mask.
Verse 111
Haters hatin but its all game related and that's what we do bitch

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