Ay, can you say gangsta shit, shit Say gangsta shit, shit Can you say shit, gangsta shit? Say gangsta shit, I sayin' no mo'
We 'bout to up and move on We 'bout to up and move on, ya We 'bout to 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 or crape silk slacks be the reason that my shit cracks
'Cus when I'm on the I'm fuckin' all up, all y'all up The I get up on the mic and scoop up all mutts 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 niggas that bring the heat for real And if you ain't make a chip for my beats, no deal
I negotiate everything with no fuss, fuss Spend 20 Gs on my record, it's gold every competitor on the stage up Then I come to your city to get up
Give it everything I got, to paid up And if you a nigga then say what
As we toward the light With broads on our right, on our right And haters to the left we the way, we part the way Put aside our prestige,
We're really M A D, up From the to the stage, we come to play AMG let um
With mo' bounce than a Me and Q Dick a slip, I clown 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 we put in a bill
Cream de la cream, who you with girl, him? Up ass in the rag jag come 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 bitch, tryin' to be a platinum hoe
Head to toes and dont nobody wear no No mo', take that back Baby a six pack I cant say no mo', where my dick at?
As we move toward the With on our right, broads on our right And haters to the we part the way, we part the way Put aside our prestige,
We're really M A D, we up From the cage to the stage we come to play, we to play
Ay, We been doin' this shit we was little boys So even trip us, nigga, do your own shit
Gettin' down for the crown ain't a for me And you bitch can't put a muzzle on me 'Cus when I'm gone on a rocket and a juice I make the world rock when I let a tape
They say niggas is desperate and we shiztee But I turn down celebrity bitch I see game 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, friends new Mercedes men, what? All 5 double O's Watch these pretty toe, get liquefied, nut up Mystified, up, dick get slide, if I memorize, hey
play you foeva, wood and the leatha Me and DJ Q, me and AMG and the rest of the And its plain to see, we Gs like guarantee We make Gs like guarantee,
As we move toward the With broads on our right, with broads on our And haters to the left we part the way, we the way Put our prestige, oh yeah, we're really M A D, we lite up From the cage to the stage, Quik and AMG, we come to We come to play and play
We to play How you gon' play with out us, We do our thing, 10 in the game And ain't nothing change, Q, tell how we fell