B.G. Knocc Out & Dresta - Jealousy lyrics

[B.G. Knocc Out] Well it's 95 and I'm back on the scene Now everybody wanna be on a n***as team I blew up out the clear kickin flava in your ear Rockin shows Knockin hoes Screamin (Party over here!) But behind the scenes Ain't all what it seems Motherf**ers run schemes When it comes to the greens So by any means I got to do what is necessary If I wanna become Legendary In this game my name is the B.G. Playin with the boys then O-U-T n***a still down wit Eazy But now I'm wit my big bro Bouncin' in my 6-fo' Thought we was put in the twist but ya didn't know That I was clockin And b**hes still jockin The baby gangsta from Compton Cuz they know it's on and poppin n***a this is for you blind fools who Fillin pockets and groove f** you and yo' jealousy Cuz n***as always talkin' the sh** about me rappin' Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happenin' Poppin' at the lips but ain't really sayin nothin' Mad cuz I got up, got out, got somethin' (Chorus 2X) Jealousy Why all these people keep on sweatin' me Yeah yeah [Gangsta Dresta] I'm damned if do I'm damned if don't No I don't got a lot What I got n***as want That's the problem in the hood It's a b**h n***as can't see anotha n***a havin' sh** I wanna get rich And have some chips To help my man out But n***as say I'm trippin Cuz I don't be givin handouts n***a you'se a grown man you better learn some hustlin But you wanna hold hands and walk through the strugglin Now n***a please, money didn't never grow on trees If it did you'd see the D-R-E rakin' leaves So wake up That sh** is just a dream and your trippin That's why I keep my heat on the seat when I'm dippin Cuz brothas like you and the rest of them fools Be plottin' on my crew now your droppin by two's I hit the hennessee and I see ya strictly as the enemy (But Dre that was the homey) Well fool better him then me n***as always talkin that sh** about me rappin Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happenin Poppin at the lips but ain't really sayin nothin Mad cuz I got up, got out, got somethin (Chorus 2X) (Gangsta Dresta) See look the homies don't be realizin real sh** like this Been broke all my life ain't nobody gave me sh** Workin like a motherf**er blood sweat and tears Never heard from my peers when I served all them years But no love was lost when you was out rollin' big time Now I wish you playa hatin n***as would let me get mine Gossip like a b**h but that bullsh** is old style n***a I ain't got sh** but a low profile (B.G. Knockout) Ain't a n***a like the K.O? I rolls a 5 point 0 Occasionally I go dippin in the lo-lo I know it's a trip and n***as can't understand it How a n***a rollin when I used to be stranded Damn it feels good to be a hustler Now it's time to separate the locs from the bustas I gotta maintain because games I don't play none That's one thing I won't do (What's that?) Forget where I came from Cuz n***as always talkin that sh** about me rappin Talk behind my back but don't really know what's happenin Poppin at the lips but ain't really sayin nothin Mad cuz I got up, got out, got somethin (Chorus 4X) Jealousyyyyyy