Yeah man, I get old and shit With my and shit I gonna tell 'em, yo' I was down them Yo what?
I'm a G boy, in my G boy stance get it fucked up, I'm a grown ass man Same gam,e nuttin' changed, we do it like we used ta' Fo' my niggaz can relate, Mo. P salute ya'
Let's tear down the pretty Build up the shit for our kind of niggaz Dem niggaz that'll slap the outta ya', clap the shit outta ya' to you my nigga, we proud of ya'
Let's get it goin', there you go, Billy Fizzy Wo', good to see you bangin' Thou we ain't leave you hangin' I don't know what you've saggin' on You've been money on
But time's up, fucked up Nigga get gone, we cruise on 'em when we move on 'em Keep it rugged, never on 'em Drop on 'em, grip tools on 'em And everyone of these Y.G.'s Wannabe Mo. P's, claimin' O.G.'s
If ya'll don't get back, you get yo' ass put on chill Get a filled and catch a raw deal Since money make your go 'round, that's true And money make you do the dumb that you do
Who want two? The is wrong wit'chu? How could you switch character And your back on your crew?
Weak will fall Whack niggaz fail Live prevail Yes, yes,
I'm a G boy, standin' in my G boy Don't get it fucked up, I'm a ass man Same game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we ta' Fo' my niggaz can relate, Mo. P salute ya'
Let's tear the pretty shit Build up the nigga for our kind of niggaz Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit ya', clap the shit outta ya' Here's to you my we proud of ya'
I that old school shit like Lakim Shabazz This is not a facade, it's the boy of Leon and Mrs. Lynette Barnard My half, the illest voice of hip-hop today the baby boy of Big Frank and Mrs. Hattie May
Okay, you fuckin' with the motherfuckers Okay, live from Hill motherfucker Crime town, one seven one eight Home of the one seven bitch, who want my John Hancock?
I ain't no autograph written, fuck a autograph I'm handin' out ass whuppin' Y'all niggaz know better than to try that ol' From Def Jam
Run on up like got you buff And get fucked the on up, nigga It's a boy awakening M.O.P., Fizzy Woski, holla at me nigga
I'm a G boy, in my G boy stance Don't get it up, I'm a grown ass man game, nuttin' changed, we gon' do it like we used ta' Fo' my that can relate, Mo. P salute ya'
Let's tear down the shit Build up the shit for our kind of niggaz Dem niggaz that'll slap the outta ya', clap the shit outta ya' to you my nigga we proud of ya'
Aiyyo, it's William and Womack, y'all about throwbacks Me and the homey go like [Incomprehensible], nigga Yeah, nigga hold that, you know we gon' promote Come back for the hood in the hooptie
Y'all control that, you niggaz is so whack Your rugged rap like a floozy nigga You niggaz to know that me and the homey run rap You know the show at, come shoot me nigga
me nigga, salute it's me Big Baby rookie from M.O.P., squeeze What it's be, I'll stomp, you flinch The A.K, aiy, Shareetha Lynch, I'm givin' you a
To get it'll take a little I'll come through the part of town when I'm bent And have no fear, you she O G You and your homies can these
I'm a G boy, in my G boy stance Don't get it fucked up, I'm a ass man Same game, nuttin' changed, we do it like we used ta' Fo' my that can relate, Mo. P salute ya'
Let's tear down the shit Build up the nigga for our kind of niggaz Dem niggaz that'll slap the shit outta ya', the shit outta ya' to you my nigga we proud of ya'