What's up negros and It's your boy, G You know what I'm with the home boy, Mack 10 And we lay a lil' sumpin' down for y'all Let y'all what time it is Show you how we it real wit' it You know 'cuz this world is built on thangs But we ain't off that We want to know this, check it
I want it all, money, cars rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, damn thing I want it all, houses, My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's I it all, brand new socks and drawls And I'm ballin' I stop and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
They say, "There go, G with that envious stare" I love this game too much, I wish haters wasn't here It's a shame, we came too far to turn It's a cold world, it gets so hard, you that From fallin', tryin' to walk crawlin' Tryin' to hustle up from broke to And, yeah, y'all in effect all me The jiggy G-Z, all my that keep it real and do it easy
me, young nigga, fat meat is greasy And shit stank, so if you a lick and hit a bank And get away or get gaffled, the next day Don't cry, hold head up high And what you told yourself, nigga I said, "Remember you told yourself, nigga" I said, "Remember you told yourself, nigga" I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga"
I want it all, money, fast Diamond rings, gold chains and Shit, damn thing I want it all, houses, My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's I want it all, new socks and drawls And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
I want it all, so I got to up and ball And to y'all, I got plaques on the wall 10 laced with the know-how to paper chase Crushed ice, throw my Rollie face in the platinum fan net workin' and hustlin', no doubt, I got clout And live the that Robin Leach talkin' about Slow down player, don't hate you can't relate The Bently Coupes and kickin' gears on Harley's the straights
I got more limelight than on cable Will it enable to shoot C-Note, "Yo's" at the crap And while you can't get off the ground, I'm getting A nigga fly and fly with the desire to an empire I strapped up and took flight a missle Told them and clear as a whistle 'Hoo Bangin' is official out gold medallions at roll-call I'ma ball and never fall 'cuz Mack 10 want it all,
I want it all, money, cars Diamond rings, gold and champagne Shit, every damn I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' I it all, brand new socks and drawls And I'm ballin' I stop and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
Me and 10 get paid to the spot We hot like served on hot blocks I notice money the world circulate So we gon' stack and stack and a sip and peculate Bump, let the woofers sub, the homies love Warren to the G, and G-Dub Surface on the low, or don't slide at all or don't ride at all
Warren, I couldn't be more serious about my I stay tight on the mic and keep the pen movin' I it all, dog, and it might be greed I hate to trip, but I got two little mouths to They don't know about no excuses and disrespect Or somebody bein' jank with they royalty check And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, said So, if you owe Mack money, then I suggest you break
I want it all, money, cars Diamond rings, gold chains and Shit, damn thing I want it all, houses, My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's I it all, brand new socks and drawls And I'm ballin' everytime I and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
I it all, money, fast cars rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, damn thing I want it all, houses, My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' I want it all, brand new and drawls And I'm ballin' everytime I stop and talk to I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
Mack 10, up? I the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah G, what up? You the paper's out there, ha ha, yeah G Funk, up? You know the out there, ha ha right, what?
Hoo Bangin', up? We the paper's out there, ha ha right, what? The whole world out there on it, ha ha All the hood rats, up? You know the out there