[Chorus: 50 Ain't it amazing how crazy the dun made me feel like my emotions are froze i stay "G'd Up", its tha things tha i dun and the shit ive been through that made my heart turn cold i stay "G'd Up",Im a gangsta ya find out fo sho if u eva step on my I stay "G'd Up", when im hanigin' out tha window wit that AK ya punk ass wit holes
[50 Cocaine, heroin, extacy, marijuana, a mule on greyhound from NY to Carolina, paper chase different name, same face dont catch a case, my road dogs on his baby gurls 4 years old, we play tha block cop, u could shoot or get shot kill u for ur crack spot take everything your ass got, semi-automatics spary, back or run away, niggaz talkin in tha we'll handle this another day, in November u make my shit, u should b dead, if u can catch a Christmas,ill send u a gift,niggaz will and leave yo ass twisted,them hollowtips shells burn baby burn,see get merked up,N babies born make tha world turn, i've seen it all crystal clear so i keep my pistol near,hearts never full of fear homie i stay well aware of goin around me muthafuckas want me dead i go wit a smile on my face,witness my kid
[Lloyd lil nigga I dun paved the way,yall should e'm,but if u think otherwise bring ya boy over here so i could e'm,ill put a end to your career bitch (bitch),before u speak on 50,buy fourty in a clip, these niggaz gassed up gettin to used to rap like i wont give them more blood clots than supercat,niggaz will snatch ya im like a bat catcher ill em signs and they'll throw something at ya, round niggaz die off hydro and even when it aint tha 4th of July it sound like pyro,u smart to creep n lay ur dumb brains down the pound will spin u down like tha young James (yeah) i know im hot but hey (hey) im icy to rocks will hit u from a block away like a beat from Dr.Dre we takin' over this year tha soldiers is here everyone knows its a (yeah)!
[Young my never bothered to show me what it was to be a man he just pop another bottle n smoke up a half a gram,i would hop in my Impala and ride all throught tha that gave my homeboy life so when u do it do it right,my fingernails still filled cocaine residue,i still got tha heart to go bust me ahead or 2 (fo sho)no other soulution u think we n hooptin' until u wake up n u gotta here about these shootings,i a bullet from mah vooz n put tha clip in my pocket i take another bullet im gonna pull it and pop it (bllaaatt)and if its my nigga then let your guns do tha talkin' the graveyard has got plenty room for a coffin (haha)they say we responsible for boostin tha rate they say we tha reason these young is buying weight but im gonna keep this glock on my waist till my dyin'days its "Nuttin But A G Thang" And Dr.Dre