Real G shit Who wanna fuck with the unfadable, dead man? Body count deeper than a vietnam veteran So whatcha lookin at? So what I'm dead bitch? And
Real G shit Who wanna fuck with the unfadable, dead man? Body count deeper than a vietnam veteran So whatcha lookin at? So what I'm dead bitch? Got the
girl had the leather balmer Around the time Mike was moon walkin' Now I write the shit that'll have the whole hood talkin' Hit ya shit up I'll make ya
do the time, and I'll keep handlin yo' business That's the way it's supposed to be Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for me Homie, I can remember
: Dogghouse Gimme some of that g shit goldie loc Yeah, that's what I'm talkin 'bout Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh We got Snoop Dogg in the
a true nigga, please do, nigga Betta inquire from a few niggas 'Cause bitch, I done shit on quite a few and quieted a few niggas Get a grip, dead four
anthem like this Juggalos up in this biiiitch, blaze (Blaze Ya Dead Homie) G's up, ridin' from the cradle to the casket And beyond, recognize thug shit
for the year 2g I want y'all niggas to say hello to the bad nigga, uh Hoo-bangin', what's up Geah Ya know this ? ? ? muthafucka's life ain't shit Right
Dogghouse Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh We got Snoop Dogg in the house
Dogghouse Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc Yeah, that's what I'm talkin 'bout Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh HOOK 2X: Snoop Dogg We got Snoop
this, I'm mad at the world and hell, I got a vengeance My first offense, I caught the life or death, sentence The real black homies in jail, pull out
up like punk rock kids Pumped up by some corporate endorsement, dead corpses are voiceless No one hears ya homie, ya little fame is over We'll send little homies
do the time, and I'll keep handlin' yo' business That's the way it's supposed to be Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for me Homie, I can remember
time to get in that ass Mr. Dead Folx, Colton Grundy Ya Dead Homie Don't be acting like you don't see me Believe me man you don't know me (Blaze) I
I was a G in life, I'm still a G in death And if you think I'm not a thug, don't hold your breath My name is Blaze, and I roll with Anybody Killa 'Drive
raw as they come Hold me down, hold my dick, cover my shit, it's on (Blaze) Hey love, do them titties got a name This is dead body game let me see you