raw as ever But it's reflecting the streets that's raw as ever, cause it's a western Hip-hop is raw as ever But it's reflecting the streets that's raw
a long time but now I'm re-energized The life and times of a mastermind Dedicate every breath to claim my designs, mine And the day I die, let a G4
clear been acquainted with death but I never know fear I still roll to spots, cats scared to go there if it's a heaven for a G, if not, prepare to go
rims I bought bread, a real G get gees Back to the streets, back with Lil' Jon Back for the A back, reppin' for the stars Put yo' hood up, show a nigga
lightening Bitch, its thundering, cause I'm hushing up I'm a storm if you wonderin' Shit, you could muster up a thought, to take a toter? and a brain
us Julio G he's down with us Sway and King Tech are down with us Makin' funky music is a must I'm #1 People still takin' rappin' for a joke A passing
ever witnessed Appearing live, from out the 2-1-5, The Roots crew [Verse 1] Big respect to the Get fresh, yes Have you ever seen a show and fellas on
the twin burner 21 shots in my drawz Red beam on a pig make 'em pause And y'all can't fuck with the style I bring Been wild as a child ever since I came
is a kilo, a apron, show me the stove general electric, perfected, cooking them O's no more peanut butter sandwiches, now we looking at loaves hoes, I need a
, you suckers, B I G I'm a get them, mother*** Don't you worry about a thing, bang-bang-boogie I got a few chickens that's gon' work that noggie In the
the n9na Tech cause in a sec I'm finna be busting like Boom boom [repeat] [2nd verse] Ninety-three She invited me To a party in l.a. So popular She
street And know the gangsta mode It's like this, fuck a bitch And that's the G code We used to sell raw kill and give toe tag Now ever since 9-1-1 rappers
a no, niggas, didn't know that I could go off And show off, and throw off the law, turn, send ten shows that'll burn Whats left is a muthafuckin' dent
eye ...might as well give it a try. Showin' bad spots kinda sorta remind me of baby girl from soul food Vivica fox, I'm in a mimigets strech limosine She in a
people goin off like a high school build And all my money in stacks, and all my pockets on swell Mobbin' like a playa, but I'm still a G doe Pager goin
'll show 'em who 'bout it, 'bout it How the dealer stole and cut it, police won't even touch it I'm a rich nigga come to my show and bring your bitch
