Early life
Christopher "Doogie" Dorsey was a normal kid growing up in the 13th Ward of New Orleans which is Uptown. In elementary school, young Dorsey rapped as a hobby. When Dorsey was 12, his father was murdered in a robbery, and young Dorsey drifted into street life. Dorsey began selling marijuana, cocaine, and eventually heroin — to which he later became addicted.
This time, local independent rap label Cash Money Records was looking for new talent, and Dorsey was recommended to the label by his barber, who also happened to cut the hair of the Cash Money CEO brothers Brian "Baby" Williams and Ronald "Slim" Williams. After an impromptu audition, Dorsey was signed to the budding label. His first effort was True Story, album as a part of The B.G.'z, group whom he formed with another preteen rapper, Baby D (who will later become Lil Wayne). Originally his moniker was "Doogie" or "Gangsta D", but since "True Story" was considered his solo CD, pseudonym B.G. stuck to him.
Music career
The second youngest artist signed to Cash Money Records, Dorsey, given the stage name "B.G." ("Baby Gangsta"), released his debut LP, True Story, in 1992 at the young age of 12. (Lil Wayne signed at 11) As the only Cash Money artist to survive several roster purges, B.G. was instrumental in helping carry Cash Money to regional fame. Multi-millionaire label head Brian Williams, who also became an artist for the label under the name "Baby", allowed B.G. to catapult to success.
His 1996 release Chopper City is considered a southern classic and sold 147,000 copies independently. He was only 15 years old when he recorded the album. The next year, he released the albums It's All on U, Vol. 1 and It's All on U, Vol. 2 when Cash Money signed a $30 million deal with Universal in 1997, B.G. went to work on his seminal Chopper City in the Ghetto LP. The album spawned the massive hit "Bling Bling", which, along with Juvenile's "Back That Azz Up", made Cash Money a nation wide success. "Bling Bling" also became a popular hip-hop slang term for any sort of expensive jewelry, automobiles, or other forms of opulence, which were featured heavily in Cash Money videos and on Cash Money album covers, as well as in B.G.'s life. He began wearing multiple Rolex watches and large necklaces while flashing his solid gold teeth in celebration of his success and extreme wealth.
B.G. remained with Cash Money for the rest of the 1990s, and was a member of the Hot Boys with Juvenile, Lil' Wayne, and Turk. He left the label in early 2001 after disputes with Brian "Baby" Williams over personal issues (B.G. recently claimed that Williams used his heroin addiction to control him and cheat him out of royalties, for which he is now suing), and later signed an independent deal for his Chopper City Records label with Koch Records. In 2001, he attended a drug treatment program in Minnesota for his heroin addiction. In 2003, the Hot Boys came off a 4-year hiatus and released Let 'Em Burn. Later in 2003, B.G. left Cash Money again, this time on bad terms with his boss Baby and longtime friend Lil' Wayne. He went on to release his first offering on the Koch label entitled Living Legend, which was sold as a 2-disc set. In 2004, he released Life After Cash Money. In 2005, he released The Heart of Tha Streetz Vol. 1. He also helped record "Y'all Heard of Me" with C-Murder.
B.G. currently lives in Detroit, Michigan, running his Chopper City Records label as the C.E.O. He's a veteran in the hip-hop industry at only the age of 25 and he says he's not going to stop rapping anytime soon. He recently released his latest LP, The Heart Of Tha Streetz, Vol. 2, and his new single "Move Around" featuring Mannie Fresh. It marks the first time B.G. has worked with Mannie Fresh since they were labelmates at Cash Money Records years ago, and may well mean a boost to B.G.'s career commercially.
B.G. is one of four superstar members who left Cash Money after 2003 along with Juvenile, Mannie Fresh, and Turk. Although they have all gone their separate ways, all four remain good friends and still keep in touch. There are rumors of a Hot Boyz reunion in the future, minus Lil' Wayne and Baby. Juveniles top song, "Whats happenin'" has a Mannie Fresh remix which includes Juvenile, B.G., and Mannie. This may be the closest to a "Hot Boys" reunion.
B.G. has recently inked a deal with Atlantic Records and T.I. has been appointed executive producer of B.G.'s new album which is scheduled for a fall release. After spending time there on and off, B.G. permanently relocated to Detroit in 2005 as a result of Hurricane Katrina.
In 2006, Trina release a mixtape diss in which she humiliated B.G. along with Gillie da Kid and southern rapping rival Khia. The mixtape was recorded in response to a statement made by B.G. where he claimed Trina had a sexual relationship with both Baby and Lil' Wayne, whom are both rappers. Trina is currently involved with Lil' Wayne. Trina referred to B.G. as a "Cash Money reject" and a "street n*g*a beefin' with a chick." B.G. responded (along with VL Mike) with a mixtape track "Just A Warning 'Till My Album Drop" (set to the beat of DJ Drama's "Cannon Remix", which Lil' Wayne collaborated on.)
187
B.G. Lyrics
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Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I issue blues
It'll be no clues
When I strike, you lose
I tip-toe light in Reebok shoes
Your issue's, where I hang
You ain't no man
You get ran, off tha set, like a bitch
And if you stay, it's trigga play
Motherfucker, you get split
And once it's on, it's on, you all in
I'm comin' full force after tha hissin'
Stay off tha block, 'cause everyday I spin tha ben
Without a grin
Hot Boy$ I represent, to tha end
Just me and my girlfriend
We out to win
Still got ki's for ten
I get from be
Bring 'em straight in tha U.P.T.
After tha pack it's chance for me off six deep
I front a nigga
Tried to play me, ain't playin' me
Thought it was all gravy
He got his issue
(Chorus: x4]
It's gon' be 187 after 187
It's gon' be blukah after blukah out my MAC-11
They got a lot of, niggas tryin' ta, get me killed
But I done flipped, tha fuckin' script, and played it real
Now I'm dippin', an Expidition, around tha corner
And can do.. just about, whatever I want
I'm money-rollin', and it's legal
And ain't no quittin' in tha Regal
Behind tha tints.. my chopper's spittin'
Me and Dougie.. fuck in ? and showin' us in
It's like a movie, they want to do me, it's on again
I know it's showin', how niggas scorin', I can hear ya talkin'
Niggas knowin', now they hoin', to me for offers
I can't holla, don't have no powder, until tomorrow
But I got a, couple of dollars, that you can borrow
Nigga, go
You're 'round my door.. you're drawin' heat
You can go.. but on this porch you destroyin' me
No exception.. at disrespectin'.. can't let it happen
Now you step in.. my fuckin' section.. talkin' 'bout jackin'
[Chorus: x4]
Duck, nigga, duck
'cause when I come I gon' bust.. fifty-plus
Don't give a fuck who in tha way
It's on you, when I spray
Whoever hit, look here, it's on you
Tha B.G. and Juvenile.. tear it down
We get them pistols in our hand.. and act a clown
Niggas fucked up don't know.. what to expect
Cash Money liable to do anything next
Fly around your set in a private jet
Have your bitch next to me in a Corvette
Or ridin' on tha back of my motorbike
Around tha second line stun'n with tha loud pipes (vroom vroom)
We showcasin', bodies erasin' we want it all
Joe Killer, told me be patient, we gonna ball
Seven figures, me and my niggas, we comin' up
Gettin' rid of, tha garbage litter, with fifty-plus
Now we drainin', 'cause that 'caine in-side of our nose
Niggas playin' it, tha way we sayin' it, to let you know
[Chorus: x6]
Juvenile and tha B.G.
Juvenile and tha B.G.
Juvenile and tha B.G.
Represent tha U.P.T.
Tha H.B., uh-huh
Juvenile and tha B.G.
Represent Cash Money
Juvenile and tha B.G.
Playa haters can't fade me
You can talk that shit if you want to
I'll spin your corner
You'se a gonner
The song "187" by B.G. & Juvenile is about their lives as gangsters and the violence that comes with that lifestyle. The lyrics talk about their willingness to use their weapons to take down anyone who crosses them or their territory. They proclaim their loyalty to their crew, the Hot Boys, and their determination to succeed in the drug game.
B.G. starts off the song by introducing himself as a young gangster who is not to be messed with. He boasts about his firepower and his ability to take out anyone who stands in his way. He warns his enemies that they cannot stand without their pistols and calls them out for being weak. Juvenile's verse is about his journey to success in the drug game. He talks about the dangers of the lifestyle, the enemies that he has made along the way, and his determination to come out on top.
The chorus of the song, "It's goin' be 187 after 187, It's goin' be blukah after blukah out my MAC-11," refers to the California Penal Code section 187 which defines the crime of murder. The artists are saying that they are willing to commit murder after murder to protect themselves and their territory. They also refer to their MAC-11, a popular submachine gun used among gangsters at the time, as a symbol of their willingness to use violence to get what they want.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
I am a young man who goes by the name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
Don't act like you have something to prove, my Kalashnikov can hold fifty rounds
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
And I will use it, and in a minute you will be six feet deep in the ground
I refuse to lose, I issue blues
I refuse to be defeated, I give people problems and terror
It'll be no clues
There will be no evidence or hints left behind
When I strike, you lose
When I attack, you will be defeated
I tip-toe light in Reebok shoes
I walk quietly in my Reebok sneakers
Your issue's.. where I hang
Your problem is that you hang around where I do
You cannot stand without your pistol in your hand
You cannot face me without holding a pistol in your hand
You ain't no man
You are not a man
You get ran.. off tha set... like a bitch
You get chased off the scene like a coward
And if you stay.. it's trigga play
And if you stick around, you will face gunshots
Motherfucker, you get split
You will get killed
And once it's on, it's on, you all in
Once the conflict is initiated, there's no turning back, you are involved
I'm comin' full force after tha hissin'
I'm coming with full power after my opponent
Stay off tha block.. 'cause everyday I spin tha ben
Stay away from the neighborhood because I patrol it every day in my Benz car
Without a grin
Without being happy or amused
Hot Boy$ I represent.. to tha end
I represent the Hot Boy$ gang until the very end
Just me and my girlfriend
Just me and my gun
We out to win
We are determined to succeed
Still got ki's for ten
I still have kilos of cocaine for sale
I get from be
I acquire it from someone
Bring 'em straight in tha U.P.T.
Bring them straight into the Uptown neighborhood
After tha pack it's chance for me off six deep
After selling the drugs, I'm making a profit of six times the purchase price
I front a nigga
I confront a man
Tried to play me, ain't playin' me
Tried to deceive me, but I'm not going for it
Thought it was all gravy
Thought everything was going well
He got his issue
He got what was coming to him
It's goin' be 187 after 187
There will be a murder after a murder
It's goin' be blukah after blukah out my MAC-11
There will be gunshots after gunshots coming out of my MAC-11 machine gun
They got a lot of.. niggas tryin' ta.. get me killed
There are many people trying to get me killed
But I done flipped.. tha fuckin' script.. and played it real
But I've changed the situation and played things the right way
Now I'm dippin'.. an Expidition.. around tha corner
Now I'm driving a Ford Expedition around the corner
And can do.. just about.. whatever I want
And I can do almost anything I want to do
I'm money-rollin'.. and it's legal
I'm making a lot of money and it's legal
And ain't no quittin' in tha Regal
And I'm not stopping in my Buick Regal
Behind tha tints.. my chopper's spittin'
Behind the car windows, my machine gun is firing
Me and Dougie.. fuck in (?), and showin' us in
Me and Dougie are riding, listening to music and enjoying ourselves
It's like a movie.. they want to do me.. it's on again
It's like a film, they want to kill me, the conflict is renewed
I know it's showin'.. how niggas scorin'.. I can hear ya talkin'
I know it's apparent how others are succeeding, I can hear them bragging
Niggas knowin'.. now they hoin'.. to me for offers
People have realized, and now they are coming to me for opportunities
I can't holla.. don't have no powder.. until tomorrow
I can't talk right now, I don't have any [illegal] drugs until tomorrow
But I got a.. couple of dollars.. that you can borrow
But I have some money that you can borrow
Nigga, go
Leave, man
You're 'round my door.. you're drawin' heat
You're near my door and attracting danger
You can go.. but on this porch you destroyin' me
You can leave, but by being here, you are causing me trouble
No exception.. at disrespectin'.. can't let it happen
I can't accept anyone disrespecting me
Now you step in.. my fuckin' section.. talkin' 'bout jackin'
Now you're entering my territory, talking about robbing me
Duck.. nigga, duck
Duck to avoid getting shot
'Cause when I come I gon' bust.. fifty-plus
Because when I arrive, I'm going to fire more than fifty shots
Don't give a fuck who in tha way
I don't care who is in the line of fire
It's on you.. when I spray
It's your problem when I start shooting
Whoever hit, look here, it's on you
If anyone gets shot, it's your problem
Tha B.G. and Juvenile.. tear it down
B.G. and Juvenile are dominating
We get them pistols in our hand.. and act a clown
We hold guns in our hands and act recklessly
Niggas fucked up don't know.. what to expect
People who are out of their element don't know what to anticipate
Cash Money liable to do anything next
Cash Money is capable of doing anything/anything can happen next
Fly around your set in a private jet
We'll fly around your neighborhood in a private jet
Have your bitch next to me in a Corvette
Have your woman next to me in a Corvette
Or ridin' on tha back of my motorbike
Or riding on the back of my motorcycle
Around tha second line stun'n with tha loud pipes (vroom vroom)
Riding around the parade route/showing off with the loud engine noise of the motorcycle
We showcasin', bodies erasin'.. we want it all
We're showing off, erasing anyone who gets in our way, and trying to acquire everything
Joe Killer.. told me be patient.. we gonna ball
My friend Joe Killer told me to be patient, we're going to be rich
Seven figures.. me and my niggas.. we comin' up
We're making millions, and me and my friends are becoming successful
Gettin' rid of.. tha garbage litter.. with fifty-plus
Getting rid of the undesirable people with fifty-plus shots
Now we drainin'.. 'cause that 'caine in-side of our nose
Now we're broke because of our cocaine addiction
Niggas playin' it.. tha way we sayin' it.. to let you know
People are following our lead to show you our power
Juvenile and tha B.G.
Juvenile and B.G.
Represent tha U.P.T.
Represent Uptown neighborhood
Tha H.B., uh-huh
The Hot Boy$
Represent Cash Money
Represent Cash Money record label
Playa haters can't fade me
Haters can't bring me down
You can talk that shit if you want to
You can talk trash if you want to
I'll spin your corner
I'll come to your neighborhood in force
You'se a goner
You're going to die
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes
Written by: CHRISTOPHER DORSEY, BYRON THOMAS
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@brianroman2694
“Any nigga who ever tried to play me...they dead now.” 💀 🔥 little did they know Boosie meant that shit 💯
@mellymel5752
Lmao facts yo Marlo
@xaejones3725
He meant every word!
@904flawdaboi904
Lmfao bruh he needa put this on his IG page 😂😂 this nigga a real OG
@litquinn6321
Oms😂😂😂😂😂
@Robert-yk7ed
They can’t fw boss man
@KGO337
That old boosie used to hit different when I was in school
@OceanSkate401
All rise for the boosie national anthem. 💯
@acemccannis90
Still listening to this in 2020 👌🏾🔥
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