[ Featuring Ron-G ]
Yo, I gone tell you bout me
Show you how I'm pimping, while I eat up these
Look, look, cuzz it ain't nothing for a G
Just to take a nigga track, and show him how it's supposed to be
Yep, yep, them other boys is liers
I'm down with flow, cuzz nookie wear's on fire
Ah huh, and we gone build an empire
Swinging our nuts, from St. Louis over to China, bitch
Yep, now tell me what you gone do
Better be yo best, cuzz any less, and you thru
That's right, I speak nothing but the truth
See nothing but the game, and keep it plan when I spit it to you
So where my hood niggas at
74 up on the stage, ya'll come up from the back
And show me where the f*ck you at
What the f*ck the business is, cuzz I get down like that
Don't be hating on me
See I don't need no f*cking on this beat
All I do is find a nigga with wack rhymes
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Jack him up for his track, and lace it tighter the second time
Don't be hating on me
All I need is a blunt of that fine lime
Couple bottles of fine wine, watch me take care of mines
I'm gone be here, tomorrow
With my dick all up in yo mouth
Cuzz it's long and it's full of that lean
White shit bitches need to make them cream to they knees
Really, it ain't no joking, cuzz my sex game is mean
After she see my show, yo girly seeing me in her dreams
I know you hating the fact, that you can see I'm the man
And everywhere that I go, them bitches fall in my hands
I'm a black, lil skinny nigga, but I know how to stand
Like I'm running the f*cking world, because my shit's in demand
Yo shit's in the can, from what I heard, you wack
It's a fact, I'm probably gone be jacking you for yo tracks
It's a fact I'm probably gone be slapping you, with the backside of my pimping hand
Where the skin color's black
Don't make me have to go and flip out retro crazed
I ain't trying to kill you babe, I'm just trying to get paid
Now G ain't bout nothing but the business
Ain't bout nothing but real, you can tell from what you hearing
I shook the world the first day when I came it
I'm a product the sinning, but committed to me winning
And I'm gone go that extra inning
I'm gone hustle up my quota, I ain't quitting till I finish
And I'm gone keep on smoking spinach
With lil Woozie and DK and everybody down with us
That's right, from all our hustlers to our hitters
Cuzz we organized for war, so don't you come round f*cking with us
No sir, because got some real killas
See this chain around my neck is there to show you I'm a spitta
And G, is hella good with the trigger
Put yo face up on a tshirt, and be home in time for dinner
Why yo, cuzz I'm a dedicated winner
Kill a million muthaf*ckas just to make sure I'm the center
