need me a gasmask til all these vapors clear for hours, with all her powers just to see how your Range Rover feel, on the real, that's head over wheels [Chorus: G
plaza, proceed to wreck shop had the shorties starvin, Gotti finessed the dutchie unraveled the leaf, heave the gut like a phillie now we politicin, layin G
wanna taste my wealth But I keep em' on a diet Embrace they health Or either keep em' on a quiet And space myself And just take a deep breath I
a do it The South gon' love it - chop it {SCREW IT} Slow it down, then bring it back up G-G-G U-NO! Nigga, it's Young Buck! [Verse 7: Young Buck] I'm
I'm from Compton remember You gotta be out your motherfuckin mind Ask KaySlay, ask Clue, ask Whoo Kid, ask Funk Flex I'll murder anyone of you motherfuckin G-G-G-G
a bitch them motherfuckers gotta beef with me They make it hard for me to sleep I wake up at the slightest peep and my sheets are 3 feet deep I guess
that a bitch that motherfuckers got a beef with me They make it hard for me to sleep I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deep I
It's Tupac so you know who said it And for everybody who didn't like what I said about that other trick and Mobb Deep, fuck you too nigga! If a nigga
't make enemies with me Fuck with these other other little Gs Don't make enemies with me Mutah with K-Dogg in () ----------------------- The game is getting deeper
at me But they can't do nuttin to a G (Let's get ready to ruuumbllle!!) 1 - [2Pac *speaking over background*] Now you know how we do it like a G
Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappers Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever and several other corny sounding motherfuckers
, I better make my mind up Pick my nine up, or hit the line-up I chose B, stepped into the streets The first cop grabbed me, the other ripped my seat
Chorus] When the strap out, you know what that 'bout We do it my way, cause a crime wave WHOA!!! WAVE!!! WHOA!!! WAVE!!! I wave the heat deep, with my
yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man [Verse 1: 50 Cent] GGGGGG G Unit 50 Cent
harder from the bottoms to the suits? on my feet They wanna see me bleedin' My blood's always thicker than water even though the waters run deep They
the chief hay Pipes with them white boys, them blunts when I'm around the way Never seen nothin other than them streetlights Late at night, trife niggaz
man, we touched alot of people with this one! [Wish] A whole lotta people with this one! (See you at the crossroads, crossroads...) [Wish] Whoa... that was deep
moves through ya Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm I got designed when the world drop dimes This world you'll fine there's no other like