to my face We could knuckle up any time any place If u got a problem, say it to my face We could knuckle up any time any place [Verse: Romeo] First thing first
g's? San antonio, can we make g's? Louisiana, can we make g's? Florida, can we make g's? Jacksonville, could we make g's? Indiana, can we make g's
pop I'm a born hustler but a pimp, pimp player 2 G an' 2, it's Big Tymer year Doin' donuts in the drop top with Cartier's An' I ain't met no nigga with
I take cash or write the check out to F-R Two E's, that'll be two G's And forget my money I'm comin' for all your ki's, nigga {1-900-Hustler, Sigel,
G's Who am I to disagree? Everybody's lookin' for somethin' Street dreams are made of these Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny
S*****, relax and take notes *** ***, *** *** I just want the paper, I just want the paper I just want the paper, I just want the paper M E M P H I
I'm on my MD shit If I don't do the number's I'll just do the alphabet A,B,C,D,E,F,G-Shit I mean G-Unit shizzle F a dancefloor man are hungry out here
clips then release Eight deep, in the 300 E, leather seats, and in the trunk atiliary Up the street, where I score shoul ain't for me The B.G. that's
We used to move that work from Oak City way to Kimberly Took the hustle out that Riverdale, made a killin' G Brought it back to Bankhead, where I'm gon' see it till it's
to Battery Park First things first man, you're with the worst (Fucking) First things first man, you're with the worst (Fucking) First things first man
see Dro, I am Lou Ferrigno Green Benzito, rim big like my ego Bricks come from Chico and my old school amigo They call me Action Jackson like my first name, Tito The first
' trunk If I ain't got g's I'ma get it from the streets Leavin' A.V.E's offa zone three On da corner with da g's, that's how it's gon' be My whole family
's parked outside, and it's sittin' on fo's And I luv it, and I luv it Been around the world, it's the same ol' caine Been around the world, it's the
You know my motto, clock G's and rock keys like Drago Pablo Escobar and Dom Perignon We're buyin? out the bar, with Don Juan And every woman's Shawn
right and left? The chick's boriqua, or maybe mexicana I see Mami, con gana, con gana (Yo Low-G, what about them knockers?) Oh, that's my girlfriend Esmeralda
the jump they can't hold us, Got the bricks, got the boulders, let the World know it's over, I-K-E and S-P-M, and that Mexican Baby Beesh, Down to
?, come if you push me Have you like E.I. E.I., uh-oh after the four-four blow I get low, they say I go like a pro It's a wrap, and I'm ghost in the
