BME Up

[Hook] Nigga we up, we don't give a fuck We gon' keep holding this shit down Nigga raise up, you can get bucked Gangstas around Got the world in a flux, all on the nuts You can't stop us now This where the riders at 'Till we posted up somewhere beneath the ground [Verse 1] BME, trust the truth's in the booth He don't take a hit to let 'em know I'm bulletproof Rest in peace Proof, this is no truce This is hood music brought directly to you Mac-11 in the Chevy with a nigga or two Ready for whatever, we cuckoo, loose screw Used to bungalows juicing up fiends Just to ride 'round in the new school Come from basehead rentals, same faces, no dental Claiming they gon' pay incidentals Give a fiend a break, he see God all in ya Then he run game 'till your change all minimal Pinning them predicaments to live that life I been spending Benjamins since the early '90s Now BME is where a nigga can find me Still on the grind nigga still getting mine [Hook] [Verse 2] Niggas, I done been around the world and back Ask about Trice, ain't shit fucking with that BME said "Get 'em", Obie did exact Straight from the trap to the mo'fucking map Young nigga, star, do this, car Louis, where a nigga murder a track Hurdle over snares and claps So verbal, had to dumb it down so your ears adapt Now it's Money in the Bank, Lil' Scrap's pappy 'Preme in the tank, ain't a vehic' could pass me Ask BME how a nigga from Craft be Nasty, K covered up in the back seat Any melee coming at me - death day Pastor be speaking to your fam-lay G shit, I'mma rap 'till my sun set 'cept sun's up, BME what? [Hook] [Verse 3] Nigga I don't slip, handle 'em, rap's Rip Hamilton All in his mansion, gambling Alls I'm trying to do is match 'em, rapping Get a couple chicks, I'm rambling, stab 'em Take 'em to the crib where it's magnum, madness Mashing, ass, as if, you ain't know the half It's BME, that's the mo'fucking staff Now I represent on they behalf - yes [Hook]