Ay, can you say gangsta shit, shit Say gangsta shit, gangsta Can you say gangsta shit, gangsta Say gangsta shit, I ain't no mo'
We to step up and move on We 'bout to step up and on, ya We to step up and move on, come on We to step up
Now, I still be knockin' bitches it ain't shit, it ain't shit I'm dynamic high program it and makin' hit Whetha I'm in Da Da jeans or silk slacks Flyest be the reason that my cracks
'Cus I'm on the beats I'm fuckin' all up, all y'all up The I get up on the mic and up all your mutts All ya
I make my Bitches wanna shake y'all butts, shake y'all And you you ballin', niggas wanna grab your Lux Hangin' and bangin' niggas that bring the for real And if you ain't gotta make a chip for my beats, no
'Cus I everything with no fuss, fuss Spend 20 Gs on my record, it's gold Fucking every competitor on the up Then I come to city to get laid up
Give it everything I got, to stay up And if you feelin' a nigga say what
As we move the light With broads on our right, on our right And haters to the left we the way, we part the way Put our prestige, prestige
really M A D, lite up From the cage to the stage, we come to AMG let um
With mo' bounce a ball Me and Q a slip, I clown hoes wit a, hee-hah Relax, the Rolls is real, tank, platinum and steel
I was up in the club, now I'm up in the Had quarters, that we put in a bill
Cream de la cream, who you baby girl, him? Up ass in the rag jag come to the gym I wit chu fo' love 'Cus if it was'nt me, you probably be me a scrub
But you like the tubs, and the marble flows a copper bitch, tryin' to be a platinum hoe
Head to toes and dont wear no [Incomprehensible] No mo', take that back Baby a six pack I cant say no mo', where my dick at?
As we move toward the With broads on our right, on our right And to the left we part the way, we part the way Put our prestige, prestige
We're M A D, we lite up From the cage to the we come to play, we come to play
Ay, We been doin' this shit we was little boys So dont even us, nigga, do your own shit
Gettin' down for the crown a puzzle for me And you bitch niggas can't put a on me 'Cus when I'm gone on a rocket and a juice I make the world when I let a tape loose
They say ghetto niggas is desperate and we But I turn down every celebrity I see Shopping game my nigga Mr. AMG And pop a games in a if it's F A T, fo' sho'
Treys, zeros, cuatro, I got you, lady With new Mercedes men, All 5 double O's these pretty toe, hoes get liquefied, nut up Mystified, up, dick get slide, if I memorize, hey
I'ma play you foeva, and the leatha Me and DJ Q, me and AMG and the of the crew And its plain to see, we Gs like guarantee We Gs like guarantee, bitch
As we move toward the broads on our right, with broads on our right And haters to the we part the way, we part the way Put aside our prestige, oh yeah, we're really M A D, we up From the to the stage, Quik and AMG, we come to play We to play and play well
We come to How you gon' with out us, baby? We do our thing, 10 years in the And nothing change, Q, tell them how we fell