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