Lyrics:
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Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open spots
On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you
Pimpin
Aiyyo, turn those lights down
While I'm recording!
Matter 'fact y'all niggas get the
Fuck out the room, g!
Straight up! Sipping on
That bullshit
I know mama credit quite good
So I'm out here with this dope money got a big body in my hood
Nigga you see it, better believe it, this what I'm bout
balla
You can play hard, under pressure I'm stoned
We playin' tight D, I'm in the paint like a G
Some say they gangstas but they ain't like me
Came from
a fresh El Camino rollin kilo G
he rolled down his window and he started to say
its all about makin that G.T.A.
(CHORUS)
coz the boys in the hood are
(Bangladesh)
Young Money
Ya dig?
Yeah
Mack, I'm goin' in
A millionaire, I'm a Young Money millionaire
Tougher than Nigerian hair
My criteria
don't never come fake
I'm 'bout to hit Dove Way, just past Troy's
I'm dippin' by myself, I'm 'bout to call up my boys
I pass up the corner I see some
never put it back 'til you clap
Tell the hood I'm back this ain't rap
This is shit I'm just tellin you on a track, I relax
Niggaz fell into the trap
'em, tell 'em
We just got started
But I done already told 'em yeah, ugh, Mack
But they didn't wanna hear me yeah, c'mon
Hahaha! Go!
I'm in the all-red
got some real shit
Trying to be like $hort motherfucker, you know what I'm saying?
Dangerous Music got some mack shit for your ass, boy
Fuck him up,
and macks
Not givin' a fuck, gettin' your cut, lettin' it bust
You get hit, that's on you, my nigga, you're outta luck
You're stuck like chuck, wodie,
lever
Ooh I can't wait, I'm paid, I see him
Brothers on my jock, a G for padium
MC's that are down please stay down
Craig Mack for president! Fuck
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
and my bro will go to your block
Fuck a glock and a AK will chuck a big ass rock
While we see you in your own hood
We're G's so we don't give a fuck like
hood
In my hood
I got much love for my hood
Ooh la la la
Baby I'm so high
I feel like I'm in paradise
Your lovin' caught me by surprise
You make
Always carryin' a Mack 10, know what I'm sayin'?
Ren is a nigga that you don't want to fuck wit'
Always carryin' a Mack 10 know what I'm sayin'?
Ren
The Mack
The Mack
The Mack
Lets go
Let it go
Ayy, Tank
I put this shit on like Fab
Percocet, Punchin, no jab
Run around the hood, they callin' me
hit you with a drum (bah)
You a g somewhere else but at home you's a bitch
You cant go back to the hood 'cause they know you a snitch
Pusy ass
I'm a read y'all a gangsta bedtime story.
Come here, sit on my lap.
(Okay.)
Check it out.
Great scotts, it's hot today
He ran up out of bullets
with Kurupt (right)
Niggas don't give a fuck, I'm headed for the Westside
Now this spot's owned by the motherfuckin' D-O double G
P-O-U-N-D, so I
I'm peeping your people, now two fuckin' hoods done bailed in
Wonderin' if he's G or a B-G, sportin' locs and a beanie
Tryna mad dog, you can't see me
bounce back b-bounce back
I'm about bounce back bounce b-bounce back
[Juvenile]
You ever had corns on your fingers from squeezing the mack to much
what I look like set trippin' and I'm platinum
I hesitates put down the trey eight
keep pushing to the hood
make sure my folks is straight
what I look like set trippin' and I'm platinum
I hesitates put down the trey eight
keep pushing to the hood
make sure my folks is straight
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