[Intro: B.G.]
What's happenin' look (whhaaaa)
It's lil B. Gizzle ya heard me
One of New Orleans finest
And if you walk with me for a minute in New Orleans
I'ma show you how we do it

[B.G.]
Look, me and my clique all ex-drug addicts
And we got big money spending habits
All got trucks and cars made by Caddy
And all got a bad girl that call us daddy
You should see us the weekend of Bayou Classic
We on Canal Street holdin' up traffic
Hollerin' at girls white, black, and hispanic
From Southern and Grambling
Tryin to make it happen
We coming through big trucks sound knockin'
Girls in the middle of the street p-poppin'
That's how we do it
When we do it, we don't play with it
You got a K, you play
We got a K we spray with it
That's how we roll deep down in the boot
We quick to shoot, but strictly bout getting loot
Rest in peace to Soulja Slim cause he was a fool
Walk with me through New Orleans
And I'ma show you how we do

[Chorus: Gar]
Put chrome on everything we own
Uptown to downtown, getting our grind on
(now won't you walk with me, walk the walk with me, walk the walk with me, walk the walk with me, come on)
Second line, Super Sundays and DJ's
And even p-poppin way before Beyoncé
(now won't you bounce for me, bounce
B-bounce for me, bounce b-bounce for me, bounce b-bounce for me, come on)

[B.G.]
All day on Monday it must be on the grind
Cause that night it's going down round The Bottom Line
Tuesday night pop a pill and go catch a skeezer
Shoot cross the river, holla at Juve at Club Caesar
Wednesday I gotta see the girls shake
You break it off, they take it off at The Showcase
Thursday night they fifty deep with they crew
Uptown and downtown in The House of Blues
Friday you don't know what to expect
Wild Wayne have it bumpin at Key West
Saturday don't forget your strap or your vest
Cause anything liable to happen at the duplex
Sunday morning, on the Lake parking lot pimpin'
Sunday night it's going down at 360
Rest in peace to Soulja Slim cause he was a fool
Walk with me through New Orleans
I'ma show you how we do
[Chorus: Gar]

[B.G.]
It ain't no secret New Orleans is full of guerillas
It ain't no secret New Orleans is full of some killas
It ain't no secret Chopper City in the door
It ain't no secret I'm backed up by Cut Throat
It ain't no secret I ain't a rookie, I'm a pro
It ain't no secret it ain't 'bout Cash Money no more
If you real than you know from the get-go
It's always been Chopper City in the Ghetto
Now VL where you at throw your hands up
Magnolia where you at throw your hands up
Melpomene and Josephine throw your hands up
For C-Murder, Calliope throw your hands up
Downtown where you at throw your hands up
Stop the violence everybody put your gats up
Rest in peace to Soulja Slim cause he was a fool
Walk with me through New Orleans
I'ma show you how we do

[Chorus: Gar]