Artist: Obie Trice Album: Bottoms Up Song: BME Up Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Chorus: Obie Trice] Nigga we up, we don't give a fuck We gon' keep holdin this shit down Nigga raise up, you can get bucked {*blam*} Gangstas around Got the world in a flux, all on the nuts You can't stop us now This where the riders at 'Til we posted up somewhere beneath the ground [Obie Trice] BME, trust the truth's in the booth He don't take a hit to let 'em know I'm bullet-proof Rest in peace Proof, this is no truce This is, hood music brought directly to you Mac-11 in the Chevy with a nigga or two Ready for whatever, we cuckoo, loose screw Used to bungalows juicin up fiends Just to ride 'round in the new school Come from, basehead rentals, same faces, no dental Claimin they gon' pay incidentals Give a fiend a break, he see God all in ya Then he run game 'til your change all minimal Pinnin them predicaments to live that life I been spendin Benjamins since the early '90s Now BME is where a nigga can find me Still on the grind nigga still gettin mine [Chorus] [Obie Trice] Niggaz, I done been around the world and back Ask about Trice, ain't shit fuckin with that BME said "Get 'em," Obie did exact Straight from the trap to the muh'fuckin map Young nigga, star, do this, car Louis, where a nigga murder a track Hurdle over snares and claps So verbal, had to dumb it down so your ears adapt Now it's +Money in the Bank+, Lil' Scrap's pappy 'Preme in the tank, ain't a vehic' could pass me Ask BME how a nigga from Craft be Nasty, K covered up in the back seat Any melee comin at me - death day Pastor be speakin to your fam-lay G shit, I'ma rap 'til my sun set 'cept sun's up; BME what? [Chorus] [Obie Trice] Nigga I don't slip, handle 'em, rap's Rip Hamilton All in his mansion, gamblin Alls I'm tryin to do is match 'em, rappin Get a couple chicks, I'm ramblin, stab 'em Take 'em to the crib where it's magnum, madness Mashin, ass, as if, you ain't know the half It's BME, that's the muh'fuckin staff Now I represent on they behalf - yes [Chorus]