Lyrics:
[Master P talking]
Ronzo, shut the door on that Cougar partner
It's time to get pervin'
Keyon, pass the dank man (Yeah man)
Yo G you wanna hit (Yeah,
sticky, have some pounds
No introductions man, they know who I am
In LA ridin' around with my lambs
300 bitch, you know we got 300 shells
Pop pop, reload,
Smoke weed with g's
Sell cream to fiends
And roll with beams
Playa haters can't take me, hungry bitches can't break me
God you made me, but ain't no man
put 'em up, p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put and they came
spent it on blunt wraps
(Banks)
Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin Cent nigga
G-Unit nigga
We about to gorrilla this industry man
y'all niggas
and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in
Everywhere we be we V.I.P
When we step up in the place they recognize a G
You can tell by the way we talk the way we walk we keep it P.I.M.P
Nigga can't out-stunt me when it come to these fuckin' cars, nigga
Believe that
You know me, I don't need no introduction and shit
Ride
G, P-O-U-N-D, shit scorcher
Doing a video for a song that got blew outta porportion
I found he's the deadliest force in the world
Where it's all about
put 'em up, p-p-put 'em up
This is a stick up and y'all boys betta give it up
Give it up, give it up, g-g-give it up
Them cops on put and they came
[Intro]
Let's get it homeboy!
Y'all already know what is man, this ain't nothin' new to y'all man!
T.I.P., Pimp $quad Click ya understand that?
Gem Alexander/
And my man Mark Downie, yeah he mixed and mastered/
Scratches by Dystrakted and me, can't forget TMB/
Homie this is one big family/
and Cali G
Big Ed, see-Murder, and Master P
Gettin' paid in the rap game
Some real players, from the streets man (From the streets man)
Just a player
street knowledge and wisdom
Ah yea, D.P.G., yea D.P.G.
Pop the Champagne
Once you break this of you can't get twisted
So pay attention and listen
give them an Oscar
Got a fifth of that coconut vodka I go stiff beat it up proper
On a tip that you cant understand I swear I'm a changed man
Smooth
on deck but in God we trust
And can't none of y'all, fuck wit us
But you can run up on the G but that's not thinkin' wisely
These pullas are
your always gunna get the real me
On a real g man don't know
Tryna get my bread by the boatload
All day running from the po po
Now I'm tryna get a-head
Man you kno she stunt for me
Don't run from P
They come in 3
Unbeknownst to me
Got an ounce of the tree
What's a crown to a G
Man they Frown
be
Never had a show overseas
And I never been a G
Never really cared about sneaks
Never kept my feelings discreet
Never loved the police
Never had
honeys... the superstars
[Tupac] I don't want to be her man...
I want to be her nigga, you feel me
[Richie Rich] Well let'em know...
(Tupac)
You fuckin
this young big tawny bitch
Who wish to be queen for a day?
Who would sacrifice the great grandsons
An' daughters of her jealous mother?
By suckin' their
that shit and I took her by the throat
Got long hair, I might flip it for a vote
Won't Die Alive, drop it, feelin' so g.o.a.t (Aye!)
I left that Ritz,
[Master P]
G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
Thats how we late night creep
See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on
And at the side shows cars
Represent that Long Beach, Represent that D.P.G.
Represent that Long Beach, Represent that P.A.C.
[Jayo Felony]
I had so much beef I should've fucked in
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