The Race B-Mix

[Chrous : B W Dawg]

Shout out to Loc, man i hope he beat that case

You better give me it, it better not be laced

Not talkin' 'bout that coke, but I'm talking 'bout that juice

Ypsi' crew, we gettin' loot

Got the Grand National, boy you know i floor it

Dirtbike in the air, like Michael Jordan

Ooouuu like Young M.A, but I'm flexing like Pump

They wanna diss, they just got son'ed



[Verse 1 : B W Dawg]

These sucka's need help, they need reverend's

Y'all gonna get locked if you sellin' it

Y'all try to be Pablo, but y'all ain't gettin' that guap tho

Just because you be trappin', don't mean you Guwap tho

Listen here, listen what i say, OJ not guilty so you think it's ok?

Yeah, dat way, the way of a god don't test me

Yeah, dat way, bars y'all don't have it

Ou, dat way, B W Dawg livin' lavish

Aye, dat way, no jail right in the shower

Yeah, dat way, pizza sub right at the Subway

Ou, dat way, rap game killa's it's Boone gang

Aye, dat way, livin' my life in the fastlane

Yeah, dat way, pull up on me and get faded