.S.A. All my niggas, my bitches, My muthafuckin' primos, my nephews, And all my muthafuckin' raza, You already know, we the Lone Star Riders, Low-G, Happy
lower than the shipwreck They call me bar-for-bar 'cause I spit the better lines The white bitch got rich like Federline F**k a g-pack, I'll show you
who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Y'all know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta [Verse 3] I lay low on the other
the castket Talking ratchets, never touched a fucking automatic Drama this is tragic, put it in the plastic 88 bars an running, throw it whith my other
reppin L.A. Crips, Bloods, homes goin loco My glock to me, is like Ice Cube and Yo-Yo Sittin in a low-low, on chrome spinners Nobody drop nuttin this
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
Marshall Faulk, we runnin the rock Nothin less than a hundred a pop, anything less you a cop Shoot you and take your vest and your glock, motherfuckers [Chorus] What'chu know about stackin G
checks again It's funny how niggaz be the best of friends And fall out over pussy and wanna dead they man One of my niggaz in the grave the other one
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
she looking at me like she want it (want it) She drop it low make make wanna throw d"s on it Whatever it is you can't stop it cause she get low When she
pop that p And watch freak nasty throw the d, yeah Ain't nuthin' like a 2 live party When them ho's freak everybody Them other girls just ball me But
Street Take ya fucking homey, where my girl be? The only fucking way you can excite me Is Mary Jane [Chorus] [Warren G] I done sinned, sipped on gin with other
a million dollars outta quarter ounce. And gettin' lost on the five-o, fuck them hos. Got a 45 screamin' about survival. Hey nigga can I lay low, cook
do without your asshole Let no man break, what we set Where do we go from here? Rest in peace, to Cato, I miss you All the other real G's that passed
hand and understand, if you could see I never planned to be a man it just wasn't me But now I'm searchin for commitment, in other arms I wanna shelter
for pictures Thinkin Cali just fun and bitches, hahaha Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's All them other niggaz copycats, these is G's I
