B Not for Sale Remix

Verse 1: OYG redruM781:

Uh, got a receipt for your stripes and you not real right (Naw)
Manufactured gang rank for your record deal hype (What?)
Been a chillin' walk like, could be on on site
Big homie can't protect you 'cause we all gon' fight
Do for the hood, and not for just 1 or 2
Blood bigger than a single person on Piru
You wanted the real B-Dogs, well, here we come (Yep)
The B and P ain't for sale woopin' no refunds, nigga

Verse 2: Lil' Hawk:

Naw, my B ain't for sale, all the mail keep playin' with this woop shit, nigga
I'm bustin' shells, say my name on the streets they say Blood is a Rider
I'm from the side where it's at and ain't nothin' else like it
Lil' Hawk is the name yeah the one in the red string
You say that's how to get paid, bape
Lil' Hawk is the name yeah the one in the red string
You say that's how to get paid, bape

Chorus:

Big Wy: This B not for sale
Jay Worthy: This P not for sale

Verse 3: Mitchy Slick:

Look, look, the B not for bale, the B not for bale
My big homie Haney Man said the B not for bale
He sat down for 37 years in a bell
And when I sat with him I felt like I found a holy grail
Just 'cause you hang with the homies that don't make you one
Straight up, nigga, fuck that, you gotta bust your gun
Nigga this be boss mode than the one on the moosun
Nigga, no amount of change can reduce dead homie pain

Verse 4: Dawgie (Unda Dawg):

Nigga, four time program, first on lock, nigga
Mandatory arm, bro, shit might pop, nigga
Dedication law, G-fades and a couple shootouts
And nigga if you ain't with that, Blood, what the fuck you 'bout?
Tattoos don't mean shit now, it's just some fashion
Niggas used to get inked up, who got it brackin'
Last of a dying breed, we the plug
Now it's time to show these young-ass niggas on how to BLOOD!

Chorus:

Big Wy: This B not for sale
Jay Worthy: This P not for sale

Verse 5: Skramz:

The CM not for sale (hell naw!), but nigga you can get this work (Yeah!)
Always on the internet but you ain't never in the turf (Yeah!)
A lotta niggas out here woopin', the homies started this shit (Woo!)
It's Kall of Duty in the field come play a part of this shit (Nigga!)
And I don't need no put on I have my heart in this shit (Stupid!)
Runnin' from yo' deep people, you's a mark in this shit (Pussy!)
Stitched lip I can't tell, nigga, I ride to hell, nigga (Yeah!)
Skramz got the grams but this B it ain't for sale, nigga!

Verse 6: Wacko:

You gots to put your own work in around here
All that talkin' like you tough, like your money is enough
Ain't no amount of money can bring my niggas back
Real gangsters done died out here, this ain't an act
Real homies in the pen with life and that's a fact
If you don't 'Ruspect it, then you will regret it
And get yo' ass DP with some chin checkin'
And make you stay up out the hood 'til you learn your lesson
This P not for sale

Chorus:

Big Wy: This B not for sale
Jay Worthy: This P not for sale

Verse 7: Figg Newton:

FIGG!
This B ain't for sale and it ain't gon' never be
They gave me Denver Lane life so I ain't never leavin'
Kan't stop, won't stop, I'mma forever bleed
I rep a second for homies that's restin' heavenly
Niggas just politickin' what they sell they tryna feed they belly
Askin' you about the goofy shit but you can't telly
Shit, other then you know I keep it G
And that shit ain't goin' on on Figg Street
Blood, this B ain't for sale!

Verse 8: Big Wy the General Blood Frank Sinatra OG Red Eyes:

There's only one B, lil' nigga, that's the original
I give it to you straight to yo' face, ain't no subliminals
Niggas tryna add new rules this shit is trivial
The land is the reason Damus reached this pinnacle
Salute to every real B-Dog that kept it solid
All around the country and world you are acknowledged
If your turf originated in Cali don't be a mystery
Nigga ain't no place like home learn your history
Nigga ain't no place like home learn your history