Lyrics:
In your city whenever I come (What?)
They with the shit, and nah bitch
They don't give a fuck
Got money by the front of the hood
So I don't give a fuck
don't know what's, faggot-ass motherfuckers
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
Daddy, is Ja Rule
bought like your ig stats
Crew do cocaine
Raps like little wayne
Butterfly coupe G four stay in your lane
Black and brown though niggas
Think I'm from
and tha B.G.
Represent tha U.P.T.
Tha H.B., uh-huh
Juvenile and tha B.G.
Represent Cash Money
Juvenile and tha B.G.
Playa haters can't fade me
You
a right hook
You're just lookin' to get your motherfuckin' life took
'Cause I can't wait to be a niggaz fate
So while you lift weights, I'm liftin'
(*talking*)
It's going down hm ha, we on the South
[Hook - 4x]
Heart of a hustler, mind of a G
Playa hating niggas, can't fuck with me
[Lil' Keke]
Up in the double are (R), just me and Slim
I'm getting cheesed by the milk stackin' cake, boy
Cash Money, how you luv that, playboy (playboy)?
Don't
know about rice
Kick down that door, grown man talking bout score
These times I'm doing more life, soon take G's on tour
Mans been on it from time,
they dont struggle
But its life I motivate you gotta hustle
With this music
Nobody ever said I had to do it
Born into it
By six had compositions full
jumped by four niggas
Took that shit, I ain't run
Shout out to G
The only nigga who ain't flee
And took more hits than me
Still kept it P
When the rest
beeyotch
Dogghouse, turnin' it out, and if you ain't dope you gots to get
The fuck out, that's on the o g d p, (say what)
And that's how it is when you
some money, dawg)
Now, he outside the liquor store with a lottery ticket
Leavin' a double shift at the Walmart on Gresham Road
(Life for me ain't
Got a bunt nigga twist it
I'm a get drunk with my biscuit
5 cent cup, take a sip kid
I'm a product of the p-jects
My teachers always told me that
none fuck with the D-P-Gs
We live (baby)
It was the night, I serve two thousand MCs (baby)
Live (baby)
None can fuck with the DPGs
A-B-C-D-P-G
Way more money
Way more cash
Way more hoes
Way more goals
D M X and his dogs bite
R I P rep for life
Such a big loss for the game he’s a icon
Had
if ya wanna ride with me
Cause we bangin' on the streets, D.P.G. bang
[Chorus] - 2X
Let's bang
Let's bang, Cali Iz Active
Let's bang
Let's bang, Cali
Uh
Aye
G4M DDOT humble I ain't known to brag
It ain't none to a hustler to get that money back
Count it up save spend we gon' get it back
Scared
Put your money up, ain't nobody fuckin wit Louch and P
(SP)
Yeah nigga that's what's up
D-Block til the death motherfucker so our gats is up
ain't even pullin' out my-
I can't get packed by TMZ, tryna fit four tings in the G63
I'ma give one ting to my bro YG, I'ma handle the rest and jeet all
[Featuring Master P Mystikal Psycho Drama Silkk The Shocker]
Verse 1 (Silkk)
AHHHHHH! I kicks it off nigga what rhyme wit no fuckin
BK, not at all
Four pound leave your face on the wall
R.I.P in memory of
Never show thy enemies love
We get it on where we live
Better have a pass
cheese
Beamer Bentley benz ps
Weed up in the tent p's
For my mummy struggle so I had
To pay the rent gs
Bad my brother KV, bad my brother g star
Life ain’t
Beat the case I lied on a polygram
These O.G's talk about back in the days
I have an r.i.p. sign on your Myspace page
I'm your top eight nigga
Drop
shine Bright
Cause all they bleed is greed
And get blinded by Lime Li[G]ht
The more money we come up on
The more problems we See
That's when the Hate
Gets
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