Lyrics:
no mob to make me feel like myself
I don't need no job, I'll make these G's by myself
I'ma be aight, breakin' my hands to the left
I can see aight, I
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
on the spot
And hit it top bins
Talented, I could've been a surgeon
I just put five bricks in a German
Doing drive-by's for recreational purposes
Get the drop,
not
Meu G quer o meu spot
I was Gang Gang Gang Gang
Gang Gang Gang
Boy they was not
They be pushing me
Bolso em forma I be pushing P
Ye
Sou MJ no beat
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin' hotter
Life in the projects
Where grass is cheese and cheese is
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with Kurupt (right)
Niggas don't give a fuck, I'm headed for the Westside
Now this spot's owned by the motherfuckin' D-O double G
P-O-U-N-D, so I
what's up with Kurupt (right)
Niggas don't give a fuck, I'm headed for the Westside
Now this spot's owned by the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G
P-O-U-N-D,
stares
And I am the I am that label I grind, understand
They pose my damn mo master plan
Mo thugs my mighty clan I'm rowdy by nature
Fellow G bring it in
master plan
Mo thugs my mighty clan I'm rowdy by nature
Fellow G bring it in S.C.T
My city falling get that G falling in
Plead Carli kick it with
that label I grind, understand
They pose my damn mo master plan
Mo thugs my mighty clan I'm rowdy by nature
Fellow G bring it in S.C.T
My city
from goin' under.
The fedarones want to see me dead.
Niggas put prices on my head.
Now I got 2 rottwillers by me bed.
I feed em lead.
Now
right)
Digital Underground kid you know whassup hah
[Shock G]
Aiyyo Kris is chillin Shock G's chillin
What more can we say about
[Intro: Lil' Kim]
Ladies and Gentlemen
You are now listening to the sounds
of the Notorious B.I.G. and the Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Jealous niggaz
niggas how a real hood rock
Why, stop, givin' right by
Drive, nigga let me tell you
Emergency, get back, away, hurry
It's quick to get scary
Too quick
reception, nigga
Whack your clique one by one 'til no one left in it, nigga
Spot the car movin' slow with no lights, tryin' to creep
That's me, and I'm there
scream
Ooh! Ooh!
what, for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's
feel me
Ooh! Ooh!
for all my niggas makin they cheese
smashin police with 20's
[Gatekeeper]
In '97 don't be alarmed, Gravediggaz drop
(Da Bomb! Da Bomb! Da Bomb!)
G, are, A, V, E, D (Da Bomb!)
I, double G, A to the zig zag Z
and wrestle me
I'm too versatile
Only song I ain't made yet is some RnB
He tried to run up
I had to regulate like Warren G
Told that girl, "I'm thinking 'bout
on the spot once in awhile
But I know that you humble heart
No doubt you'll be tested
Even halted by demons
Stressin', want to get you arrested
(If I'm not
minutes g'ing you bitch
And I take your ass back to the crib (you know what time it is)
Lounging before SWAT raid, this motherfucker owe me money
And he
They should meet up in a hour
No games, no play
A hours gone by, Shiro's waiting at the spot
He's not waiting too long before a Uber makes a drop
niggas don't be runnin up up on the B-A-D
Cuz he be packin heat, and this is D-P-G-C
Uh huh, it's off the hizzy
For real, beat by Fred Wrizzy
Makin them
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