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Bcgmmg
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Hip-Hop
Bcgmmg was released on February 29, 2012 by Blue Collar Gang as a part of the album Songs by Me, Stalley
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Release DateFebruary 29, 2012
LabelBlue Collar Gang
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kyle Myricks
Kyle Myricks
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kyle Myricks
Kyle Myricks
Songwriter

Lyrics

I just be laughing at these haters
My laugh is like
My laugh sound like
Ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, ha
Maybach Music
Drag racin', left the game behind me
I'm zoomin' on these **** and I don't see nobody
There's no competition and I told you **** I'd be
Back to put it down, now I'm back with the crown
Crooked C with the pins on it, my kids' life depends on it
So when the pen glowin' and I get goin'
, I ain't tip-toein', I'm stompin'
In them black boots, Doc Martens, look at the ish they startin'
Made an honest man straight heartless, Watanabe ski mask poppin'
Someone pass me the Montblanc, I got somethin' to say, boy
Real intelligent ish too, somethin' ****'ll pay for
Got filth under my nails, so I ain't tryna be no playboy
Or sell you nothin' I ain't bought, see, I ain't for that dumb ish
Yeah, I'll aim at your nugget, open that rat hole and I'll plug it
Took my slick flow and I thugged it
Now these lame-ass ****, they love it
I does it for you and you, put it together like two and two
BCG, MMG, yeah, that be my only crew
BCG, MMG, yeah, that be my only crew
BCG, MMG, yeah, that be my only crew
BCG, MMG, yeah, that be my only crew
BCG, MMG, yeah, that be my only crew
American flag on my steering wheel
Pine tree on my rearview mirror
Everything seemin' closer than what it appears
And what it appears to be
Is that everything in front of me is mine
So no time to focus on what's behind
I'm focused on mine, I'm focused on time
Rolex watch with the fragment design
Small-town boy with the worldly mind
The world is mine, the world is mine
I repeat it to myself at night
This flag danglin' reminds me of my earned stripes
The stars represent my eyes
The blue is for the blood flowin' cold as ice
The convertible Chevy's poltergeist
And it's cocaine white, and it floats through the night
It's ghoulish when I pull up in lights
And hop out like the Grim Reaper collectin' lives
Twenty-inch blades and they cut like knives
I creep up on your block, then I cut my lights
Make sure I hit everything in sight
I'm leavin' no prisoners, I ain't sparin' life
A savage journey for my American slice
I'm not needy, but I'm greedy and I want my pies
So I can split it, then share it with all my guys
The meek shall inherit, but I'm done playin' nice
'Cause a good guy never own anything
But a humble life
Written by: Kyle Myricks
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