[Verse 1 - B.G.]:
You know I'm back blunt in my mouth gat in my hand
It's the heart of the streets call me the trigger man
B. Gizzle one of the realest niggas in the game
You ain't know I been bout to shoot em up and bang bang
I'm afilliated with og's from state to state
East, west, north anywhere in the south it's straight
I left Detroit police was fuckin with me every day
I beat 3 pistol cases then I skated to the A
I'm fuckin with the king, a lotta niggas drove
Cause they already know we probably fuckin they ho
I'm in the back of the club gettin fulla the dro
We drunk 2 5ths of Patrone fuck it order some mo
It's almost 4 in the mornin I ain't ready to go
Whatever happens is jus happenin keep it on the low
Oh it's official the hottest of the hot back
put ya hands up and let me see where the block at

[Chorus - B.G.]:
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
You know me I'm B. Gizzle and I been hot for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
Remindin these niggas cause they forgot for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
Choppa City got New Orleans on lock for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
They call me B. Gizzle and I been hot since the beginnin

[Verse 2 - B.G.]:
You ain't never met a g like me
Fitted hat fresh one's and the crisp white t
Couple mill in the States, couple mill overseas
Couple hundred worth of jewels cause I love the bling bling
I keep it gutta gutta, I be doin my thing
On the I-10 switchin lanes in the Benz or the Range
Cowards hatin I ain't trippin I'm a let it rang
Choppa City, Grand Hustle we gon do our thang
I been hot, gon be hot, ya betta lay low
I'm a g, been a g, whatever I say go
Catch a case, pay the judge, homie the case closed
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He with me, he with me and they got the 4-4
Streets on lock, work on the set
And if ya wanna smoke I got the purp on deck
Get it outta line get ya t-shirt wet
And whoever ridin with ya trust me they can get it next

[Chorus - B.G.]:
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
You know me I'm B. Gizzle and I been hot for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
Remindin these niggas cause they forgot for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
Choppa City got New Orleans on lock for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
They call me B. Gizzle and I been hot since the beginnin

[Verse 3: T.I.]
I'm a g, and you not
And I'ma show ya niggas somethin bout hot
I got g's, and got blocks
And I'ma show ya niggas somethin bout hot
Choppa City got New Orleans on lock
And I'ma show ya niggas somethin bout hot
Tell these suckas Grand Hustle don't stop
And I'm a show ya niggas somethin bout how we do it

[Chorus - B.G.]:
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
You know me I'm B. Gizzle and I been hot for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
Remindin these niggas cause they forgot for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
Choppa City got New Orleans on lock for a minute
Back it up for a minute, let it drop for a minute
They call me B. Gizzle and I been hot since the beginnin

[Outro - T.I.]:
And there ya have it home boy
Like that hes back partna!
Hahaha
Grand Hustle, Choppa City get to know it fuck nigga
Haha
Lock at him partna, real niggas back home boy
We back in style home boy
Ya better deal with this swag man
Ay man I got a pistol you betta get one

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