Ay, can you say gangsta shit, shit Say gangsta shit, gangsta Can you say shit, gangsta shit? Say gangsta shit, I ain't no mo'
We 'bout to up and move on We to step up and move on, ya We 'bout to step up and move on, on We to step up
Now, I still be bitches like it ain't shit, it ain't shit 'Cus I'm dynamic high program it and hit I'm in Da Da jeans or crape 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 scoop up all your All ya
I make my Bitches wanna shake y'all butts, y'all butts And you make you ballin', niggas wanna grab Lux Hangin' and bangin' niggas that the heat for real And if you ain't make 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 competitor on the up I come to your city to get laid up
Give it I got, to stay paid up And if you feelin' a then say what
As we toward the light broads on our right, broads on our right And haters to the left we the way, we part the way Put our prestige, prestige
We're M A D, lite up From the cage to the stage, we come to AMG let um
mo' bounce than a ball Me and Q Dick a slip, I hoes wit a, hee-hah Relax, the is real, cardiac 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 your ass in the rag jag to the gym I wit chu fo' love 'Cus if it was'nt me, you be calling me a scrub
But you like the marble tubs, and the flows You's a copper bitch, tryin' to be a hoe
Head to toes and dont nobody no [Incomprehensible] No mo', take that shit have a six pack I cant even say no mo', where my at?
As we toward the light With broads on our right, broads on our And haters to the left we the way, we part the way Put our prestige, prestige
We're really M A D, we up From the cage to the 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 niggas can't put a muzzle on me 'Cus I'm gone on a rocket and a grape juice I make the rock when I let a tape loose
They say niggas is desperate and we shiztee But I turn down celebrity bitch I see Shopping with 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 new Mercedes men, what? All 5 double O's Watch these pretty toe, get liquefied, nut up Mystified, shut up, get slide, if I memorize, hey
I'ma play you foeva, wood and the Me and DJ Q, me and AMG and the rest of the And its plain to see, we make Gs guarantee We Gs like guarantee, bitch
As we toward the light With on our right, with broads on our right And to the left we part the way, we part the way Put aside our prestige, oh yeah, we're really M A D, we up the cage to the stage, Quik and AMG, we come to play We come to play and play
We come to How you gon' with out us, baby? We do our thing, 10 years in the And ain't nothing change, Q, them how we fell