What's up and negrettes? It's your boy, G You know what I'm Chillin' the home boy, Mack 10 And we gon' lay a lil' down for y'all Let y'all know what it is Show you how we keepin' it wit' it You know this world is built on material thangs But we ain't off that We want y'all to this, check it
I it all, money, fast cars Diamond rings, gold chains and Shit, every thing I it all, houses, expenses 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 stop and 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 game too much, I wish these haters wasn't here a shame, we came too far to turn back It's a cold world, it so hard, you learned that From fallin', tryin' to from crawlin' to hustle up from broke to ballin' And, yeah, in effect that's all me The G-Z, all my niggas that keep it real and do it easy
Believe me, young nigga, fat meat is And shit stank, so if you plot a lick and hit a And get or get gaffled, the very next day cry, hold your head up high And what you told yourself, nigga I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga" I said, "Remember what you yourself, nigga" I said, "Remember you told yourself, nigga"
I want it all, money, cars rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, every 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 everytime I stop and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
I want it all, so I got to wake up and And thanks to y'all, I got on the wall Mack 10 laced with the know-how to paper 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, hate 'cuz you can't relate The Bently and kickin' gears on Harley's with the straights
I got more limelight than on cable Will it enable to C-Note, "Yo's" at the crap table And while you get off the ground, I'm getting high A fly and fly with the desire to build an empire I strapped up and took flight like a Told them loud and clear as a whistle Bangin' is official Handing out gold medallions at I'ma ball and never fall 'cuz Mack 10 want it all,
I want it all, money, fast rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, every damn 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' 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 rocks served on hot I notice make the world circulate So we gon' and stack and take a sip and peculate Bump, let the woofers sub, show the homies Warren to the G, and Little Surface on the low, slide or slide at all Ride or don't at all
Warren, I be more serious about my 'fetti I stay tight on the mic and the pen movin' steady I want it all, dog, and it might be I to trip, but I got two little mouths to feed They don't know about no excuses and disrespect Or somebody bein' with they Daddy's royalty check And at that point, I'm through talkin', dog, enough So, if you owe Mack money, I suggest you break bread
I want it all, money, cars Diamond rings, gold chains and Shit, every thing I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a couple o' I want it all, 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
I want it all, money, fast rings, gold chains and champagne Shit, every damn I it all, houses, expenses My own business, a truck, hmm, and a o' Benz's I want it all, new socks and drawls And I'm everytime I stop and talk to y'all I it all, all, all, all I it all, all, all, all, all
10, what up? I know the paper's out there, ha ha, 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 know the out there, ha ha That's right, The whole paper's out there on it, ha ha All the hood rats, up? You know the out there