BAK N THA FIELD

BAK N THA FIELD - Birdman/B.G.

Lyrics by：Bryan Williams/Christopher Dorsey/Daniel Lebrun/Bornot Lebrun/Michael Roberge/Aaron Hill

Composed by：Bryan Williams/Christopher Dorsey/Daniel Lebrun/Bornot Lebrun/Michael Roberge/Aaron Hill

Produced by：D-Roc/Bjondatrakk/Berge.af/lastwordbeats

Yeah

Put 'em down

Let the beat breathe Jizzle

Let the beat breathe gangsta

DJ on

DJ on

DJ on be right be right be right

Put 'em down and stick 'em

Actin' like

Actin' like

Hella choppers off the ground now we up with the richest

Put his homie in a wheelchair we paid the visit

Put that back and tha field

After we finished

Rich gang no talkin'

Big brains big honka

Big fame talkin'

Know we be barkin'

Know we be talkin'

Big money shinin'

Know we be lyin' and

Big timin' flyin'

I had choppers in the bushes

Choppers in the alley

Choppers everywhere in the twenty-seven hundredth block of Valence

On the corner of Magnolia 'round the corner from Baptist

Was young and off the chain in the middle of the action

Me Bear LT and Wappy was known to make it happen

I was only fourteen Birdman would front us a package

First I had on the balance I rocked 'em with the Polo

Only seventh grader with him had to put on a show though

Eighth grade copped that four door

Grand AM for the low-low

Ninth grade bust they bubble like Lexus on the mo-most

After that was out for me

By tenth grade school was out for me

Caught my second body beefin' hard was out for me

POG was out for me

Dana got this house for me

Get full of that bull but she and

Ride that all night for me

Old city can vouch for me

I been down

I been G

I am him

I am he

From uptown I been street

That thirteenth that's my hood

That's my set that's my zone

You're on your own

You get caught in it with no pass

That's how it goes

I am the king

Fresh out of the bane

Ask 'bout BG

They'll say I am New Orleans

Been reppin' it since my teens

Since she bull's and white tees

When Lil Wayne my lil' brother wanted to be just like me

This all real this all true

These no lies these all facts

That Jizzle back

Go and hashtag that

Put 'em down and stick 'em

Actin' like

Actin' like

Hella choppers off the ground now we up with the richest

Put his homie in a wheelchair we paid the visit

Put that back and tha field

After we finished

Rich gang no talkin'

Big brains big honka

Big fame talkin'

Know we be barkin'

Know we be talkin'

Big money shinin'

Know we be lyin' and

Big timin' flyin'

Yeah you know what it is man

B-Jizzle your number one original hot boy

Back rich gang

Live and livin' color

Been gone thought I lost it man

This just a warm-up

This is to let you know you in trouble

You heard me

Streets is mine man

Coming for that number one spot

You either gon' surrender it or I'm taking it by force

You heard me

Real in the building