Gangsta nigga!

To all the homies (for all the homies)

No bitch ass niggas allowed

No bitches allowed (We goin' do it like this)

Kurupt Young Godi Check it out

Gangsta gangsta I'm a G from the D

That's what the ridahs see

I'ma get a quarter mil quarter inch with the deal

Come through grey and blue

I'ma show you what I do where I hang the shit

Dogg Pound Gangstaville in the cut nigga what

I'ma slip through, If you trip, I'ma trip too

Get a bitch to strip til' the homies dick through

Got my nigga Slip too

And I got a whole eighth of "woo" and that's all we need

Til' we hit the next spot, cause when I flew in

I knew it's bout' to be a G-ed up reunion

Ain't no words to express this song

Cause one day ya here, and the next ya gone

This goes out to the homies

And this is straight from the heart and true and this one's for you!

(Chorus)

This one's for you! Yah. This one's for you!

This one's for you! Wooah. This one's for you!

(Give it up nigga, give it up fool)

Hollered at one of the homies the other day

He said son ??? and then he looked the other way

Turned back and draw, and all ya saw, was a vision of himself

He choked and in the ???

I just paused the lab, that's some familiar shit

Cause the other day I dreamt up some similar shit

So I tell him I love ya and stay safe then I skates

To a whole different hood where different shit takes place

I been G, since the age of 18

When I first ran in the heaters, 9 millimeters

Get the cash and sprunt, all the homies mash as one

Took the bong and smoke deez hundred spokes

Holla at the big homeboy C-Style