Suga & pac, puff & big

[B.G.] Me the B.G., and Baby my fuckin rounds Two livin legend paper chasers from uptown Bout money and bitches, puttin haters in ditches We roll in trucks like Hummers and Expeditions Our relationship like Moses and Jesus Ask one of our hoes, ain't no comin between us Two black young kingpins, that's how they treat us Steaks and fettucini is what they feed us Nigga ridin shinin, me and my nigga be sippin the finest wine and spendin G's, makin trips back and forth to Texas, we flyin; tryin to make a mill' y'all Cause we roll with the motto, "Ball til we fall" Fuck wit B, you bringin B.G. all the way out there Fuck wit me G you bringin Baby all the way out there Since ninety-two ninety-three our love been there We never spend to a pussy, Cash Money niggaz share I'm a Big Tymer, that's a fact Suga Slim just signed a, million dollar contract Lil' (?) Capone thuggin quick to bust yo' head Watch your tone in that mansion is where we lay our head at We play high gold floss rocks and drive drop-tops Way I bust it look like Suge and 'Pac