Milwaukee [Hook x2] [E.S.G.:] When I'm in D-Town, we make the block bleed What's up Big B, what's up Greg Street Troy D, Dolby D, Billy B, G.T. Steve
[Hook x2] [E.S.G.:] When I'm in D-Town, we make the block bleed What's up Big B, what's up Greg Street Troy D, Dolby D, Billy B, G.T. Steve Nice, J
street dreams are made of nigga Hate me now Do it now nigga I'm burnin' like them blue flames nigga They call me G-H-E-T-T-O- Ghetto Lets do this right
, Impalas rolled 'em out Cause the whole motherfuckin world wanna know about [Chorus - 2X] [The Game] Welcome to the city of G's Where we eat fried
dub, Bitches get scared when niggas start fighting in the club. Ain't nothing but a g-thing, baby it's a g-thing, Bounce like you got hydraulics in your g
O-D Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my
to back Both loaded workin', we about to pitch a shut out I'm New York's king, I'm New York's hardest n*gga Anything in between's a motherfuckin' target
can meet Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet Worldwide, get swept away by the tide By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride [Verse 16: W.C.]
we can meet Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet Worldwide, get swept away by the tide By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride [Verse 16: W
] We Yelling M - A - D - E N - I - Double G A Motherfuckers And we here to stay From curb surfing We working the industry You kidding me It's
I guess I ain't East Coast enough for my niggas back in New York and I ain't West Coast for these niggas on the West huh? Fuck e'rybody Heh heh heh...
even come to (hurt nobody)X1) X2 tonight But it's my life or your life And I'm a bomb first E.D.I. (Idi Amin) For so many days and some many ways We
Kim, Don't fuck around with real G's Quick to snatch your ugly ass, off the streets So fuck peace I'll let them niggas know It's on for Life Don't let
deceased Little Kim, don't conversate with real G's Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets, you knew we... I'll let them suckers know it's on for
are I stayed the same while everything around me changed My old ponta?s locked up fuckin? wit them thangs It?s not a game, really it?s a damn shame
dispatch] 911, forty reporting [woman] hello 911, help me, help me [911 dispatch] what is your emergency [woman] there's someone in my house, there's
more can I say? (Let's make a million) M-E-L-Man, niggas call me Most I be rockin on the East and the West Coast Your mail go back like Emmitt Smith's
stayin up [Mr. Capone-E] My homies, they're my young thug outlaws Down for whatever when it's on Jermaine makes his call We miss you O.G., from the
