Lyrics:
foreign, get your cake up
(But you know you don't want no smoke)
Hustle Gang over everything
Shorty you know you don't want no smoke
(Shorty, you know you
pulled up on us no problems
[Bridge 2: Erich Gillespie]
Give me that twice if you're hype for the sweep spot
Give me that back on a bike with a G
that cake
Don't even know what they want
Don't even know what they want
Don't even know what they want
Uh
New bitch
Every week
She take it all
Boning!
Sometimes you gotta take a sacrifice (Gudda Tay on every beat, nigga)
In your love life (D Hill)
If you want the riches and the ice, yeah, yeah
(repeat 2X)
[$hort] All I want is hoes, big booty hoes
[B.I.G] Check it out, here's another one
[$hort] All I want is hoes, big booty hoes
Don't take em
Plissken
Y'all got the wrong tape by mistake
Listen to it hissin'
Crack the safe, his cake's missin'
Backs to break to take
Risk and make imprisoned
Fake
She blowing like tornados
Lets kick it like Jago
I stick to the G code
Okay the streets watching and niggas keep on copying
This a hating nigga job
(Cook that shit up, Quay)
This ain't the vibe that I need
Stop the beat, G5 free
I be spendin' racks on these jeans
I'm too real, fuck is y'all
the spots like I'm big like Shaq
Like you ain't my bro
But you wanna roll with my team?(Funny)
Like onna g man where was you
When this music ting was nothing
Had to wake up gotta get my cake up I shed the sheets
Cause when I step outside I cant stay up out the streets
Amiri patched the denim jeans
Double G's
on the spot
I'm more chillier than Dennis-in
Finishin' up my zip
Quick to make my grip
You fuck around and get licked
By the Luni click
So that
Motherfucka'
[Chorus]
Yeah
Motherfucka'
I'm here, yeah
Lloyd banks
G-G-G-G-G G-Unit!
Money by any means, nigga
spot?
{B.G.}
Lil killa Weezay, they drug spot is fuckin up a nigga cheezay
get em out and shut that bitch down
{Lil Wayne}
huh? well
Don't want to be another number
I got a fuckin gang of weed to keep from goin under
The federales want to see me dead - niggaz put prices on my head
Want me out my spot
Fucc nigga go get in line
Writing down this verse
As my daughter and son sleep
Knowing I gotta blow
To provide them wit what they
for cake
Bubble the weight, from state to state, ya heard nigga
Nigga, we get it right,
Hustle days and night
Whether it's crack, dope or persia white
go get it, If I want it then i'm buying
I a still be making chicken if a nigga went blind
Nigga that's on god
All these niggas frauds
2 things ion
This that ziploc,
Digi to the tenth spot
Keep it g, now how you mad
I took a pimp spot?
Earth tones from the locs to the wrist watch
They gone act
[Ice Cube]
Damn G the spot's gettin hot
So how the f*** am I supposed to make a knot?
Police looking at n****z through a microscope
In L.A.
This is the final boarding call for flight 1259
Departing from Los Angeles final destination to St. Louis
Thank you
Damn G the spot's gettin'
I seen the shades and the suedes from afar Pah
But hold up do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on
You blot
understand all the hate
I can't be around nothing fake
I'm a goth star by the way
So alone when I'm gone up in space
Im going to get this bread like a cake
You
Surprise birthday party I didn't see this cake, comin'
I need this money like its EMA
You gotta separate the rats from the G's
If you can't handle cheese
* originally appeared on P. Diddy's "The Saga Continues..."
Yo, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, yeah, yo
Uhh, uhh, G. Dep!
[G. Dep]
A child
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