B.G. - Uptown Thang (Wait'n on Your Picture) Lyrics

It's an uptown Thang nigga

From the 3 to the 13th



As I proceed to hit the muthaf*ckin' weed

I be givin' you exactly what you need

To bob your head, 'cause I know you likes to bob it

Back and forward to what that nigga Fresh droppin'

Music that's non-stoppin'

P-poppin' for the hoes

Gangsta ass shit, for the nigga smokin' opthimals

You know we gets busy Uptown is the clique

Big Boy can't f*ck wit us, 'cause Ca$h Money is the shit

I represent, real ass niggas fa sho

>From the Mac to the Melph to the Calio

Up in the Clara, V.L., the shit in between

Bout green can't forget about Josephine

Know what I mean? Don't get caught in none of those areas

Or six people will carry ya, niggas'll bury ya

Bitch, I thought you knew? You can't f*ck with me

The B.G., you want me find me

In the U.P.T., with the 2-2-3, ready to bust back nigga feel me

Here's the f*ckin' deal, gotta keep it real

Gotta holla at gangsta Hot boy hard to kill

Magnolia in effect, six co fa sho

My girl Shavonda in effect smoke somethin' fa sho

I'ma let my nutts hang, bang or get banged

For life, I thought you knew that it's an uptown thang pussy!



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Uptown got'cha catchin' up the guard quicker

They got a T-shirt waitin' on yo f*ckin' picture

Uptown got'cha catchin' up the guard quicker

They got a T-shirt waitin' on yo f*ckin' picture



I represent to the fullest, Uptown's the shit

And the clique I'm in with nigga 2-2-6

I keep it real for the real

So the real could feel what I feel about my grill

Them raps, is worth a mil

You get killed if you get caught up with me in gangsta shit

When I say Uptown brings it you experience

Commence upon the drama that I present clown

I'm uncomfortable, if in a town that's not Uptown

Get down with all that huntin', my trigga finga glad

To wrap around the K, and put some fire on that ass

My nigga Yella bad but Baby G. even worse

You ridin' in a hearse, if I grab and start clickin' first

Headbusta Big Mo out that CP3

Calliope, home of that dope, nigga U.P.T.

St. Thomas got that torture, bad since '25

That Fuji powered niggas just do it a Worldwide

I'm high til' I die, think I'm fake nigga try

I'm off of Texas cheddar wit U.G.K. smokin' fry

Them Lite Riders, you run up, I told'ja I let'em hang

Bang or get banged nigga it's an uptown thang



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It's me representin', comin' straight from the streets

Of the U.P.T., it's me, the Cash money B.G.

Lettin' you know make it relate, f*ck you up with the flows

Tell her how it goes, niggas slip see how fast I show we ain't hoes

So recognize, I keep it real, for my niggas

Most niggas who feel us is real Uptown niggas

You figure, because I'm younger, that you harder

Well keep ya head up or busta it's man slaughter

Is you ready? To come swim in the water with the sharks

In the dark? You not bitch I can see it in your heart

YOU'Z A HOE

So stay on your side of the field

On tha real slip on tha banana peel get killed

Stop playin', before I start sprayin' I done told ya

I'll take it off ya shoulder I'm a Uptown solja

So what's happenin'? I'm f*ckin' wit that S.T.B.

So what's happenin'? I'm f*ckin' wit that 1-2-3

So what's happenin'? I'm f*ckin' wit that 17

It's understood that I'll die for that wild 13

So keep it real, I'm chillin' wit that World War 2

Representin', I'm gone wit that 11th ward crew

I smoke weed put a little dope and let my nutts hang

To the end, I'm here to tell ya it's an Uptown thang



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