Ay, can you say gangsta shit, gangsta Say gangsta shit, shit Can you say gangsta shit, shit? Say shit, I ain't sayin' no mo'
We to step up and move on We to step up and move on, ya We 'bout to up and move on, come on We 'bout to up
Now, I still be bitches like it ain't shit, it ain't shit 'Cus I'm dynamic high program it and hit Whetha I'm in Da Da jeans or crape silk Flyest be the reason my shit cracks
'Cus I'm on the beats I'm fuckin' all y'all up, all up The I get up on the mic and up all your mutts All ya
I my [Incomprehensible] Bitches wanna shake butts, shake y'all butts And you make you ballin', niggas wanna your Lux Hangin' and bangin' niggas that bring the for real And if you ain't gotta a chip for my beats, no deal
'Cus I everything with no fuss, fuss 20 Gs on my record, it's gold plus Fucking every on the stage up Then I come to city to get laid up
Give it everything I got, to stay up And if you feelin' a then say what
As we move the light broads on our right, broads on our right And to the left we part the way, we part the way Put our prestige, prestige
We're really M A D, up the cage to the stage, we come to play AMG let um
mo' bounce than a ball Me and Q Dick a slip, I hoes wit a, hee-hah Relax, the Rolls is real, cardiac tank, platinum and
I was up in the club, now I'm up in the Had quarters, lucky that we put in a
de la cream, who you with baby girl, him? Up your ass in the rag jag 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 You's a bitch, tryin' to be a platinum hoe
to toes and dont nobody wear no [Incomprehensible] No mo', take that shit Baby have a six I cant say no mo', where my dick at?
As we move toward the With on our right, broads 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 the cage to the stage we come to play, we come to play
Ay, We doin' this shit since we was little boys So dont even trip us, nigga, do your own
Gettin' for the crown ain't a puzzle for me And you bitch niggas can't put a on me 'Cus I'm gone on a rocket and a grape juice I make the world rock I let a tape loose
They say ghetto is desperate and we shiztee But I down every celebrity bitch I see Shopping with my nigga Mr. AMG And pop a in a coochie if it's F A T, fo' sho'
Treys, zeros, cuatro, I got you, lady With new Mercedes men, All 5 double O's Watch these toe, hoes get liquefied, nut up Mystified, shut up, get slide, if I memorize, hey
I'ma play you foeva, and the leatha Me and DJ Q, me and AMG and the rest of the And its plain to see, we make Gs like We make Gs like guarantee,
As we move the light With broads on our right, with on our right And haters to the left we the way, we part the way Put aside our prestige, oh yeah, really M A D, we lite up From the cage to the stage, Quik and AMG, we to play We come to play and well
We to play How you play with out us, baby? We do our thing, 10 in the game And nothing change, Q, tell them how we fell