to'em had a mean fortress, A french maid blowin me down like Farah Faucet. My gun collection is big in the Adolph section, My little mini-me he bump off
from the Honda Passport Or the M.P., what if you see, then I miss ya I blow up spots like little sisters G'wan grit ya teeth, g'wan bite ya nails to the
[*sound-effects' mini-game*] [verse 1] Have you ever bought coke WIT' ME? You already ASKED ME how to make a hit WIT' SHIT? You've shot Chris Jack? Have
Papi chulo conquistando el mundo [Hurricane G]: (Puffy): One, one, one, one (Uno) One, one, one, one (Uno) One, one, one, one (Yeah Hurricane) [Hurricane G
, I love ta hate ya 'Cause youse a freak by nature, can't wait to face ya, mutilate ya Drink your style down straight wit' no chaser My verbal combat's like a mini
, I be getting I be getting to da money, I be getting to da money I be getting to da money, I be getting Every since I was a young boy, nigga, movin? them G
'bout it, mayne We way over here, up out your range Don't try to be G, that's not your thang You try me G, that Glock gon' bang K I N G, that's not
face Now thats deep, y'all turned from my fans to my friends After the past, I didn't think I could stand it again On the streets, me and Miny wonderin
hitters on My patients will scorn the heavy fuckin' spitters on I'm postin' wit Tech, I'm postin' wit g's in the back My swagger so mean wit the mini
raised up to blaze bang blicks Hussien gets pissed if flames spit watch how pretty the pain get nigga,High til i die,Burry me a G iA'm srapped,A made
I got mine them mothafuckas that made that hit Now we only got the mini mack in the trunk sawed off and the 45th but im Confident that we handled funk like mothafuckin g
the house Kilo and Kilo G's in the house and Kilo's homies in the house Sisko's in the motherfucking house and Mo Green he in this motherfucking house and G
mini macc, closed caption. cuz ima m.v.p. maximim violence perfected, n if u fuccin witt me, fucc u inda ass witta weopen, grew up inda g.b.c., a hood
and true is the game) x2 So niggas miss my sicc Some niggas don't know me, niggas don't know my click That O-loc-double-C-O-G rip gut canibal type of
popped With a bullet that was meant for me The adapt by T's and B's and the regencies Fuck what the reason be, I'ma start squeezing these Them niggas ain't G
brothers cause he be God? Oh no G-o-d, I be not he, it's true, don't call me loco And my man Eric the Wiz will stir the mini mix up like Coco Cut like
magnet Hit them with the gutter swag, swinging with the Louis rag [Chorus] Say I maybe gave a damn but I never gave a fuck Rep your city like a G then