| Yo, the G is off the chain when you come round here |
| Better watch what you claim when you come round here |
| You can do your thing when you come round here |
| But it’s blessed that you can hang when you come round here |
| Ain’t no playin games when you come round here |
| Weak niggas feel the flame when they come round here |
| We tryina make it bang when you come round here |
| Everything ain’t the same when you come round here |
| DJ’s pump the bass up And pull the lights back |
| It’s time to get it crackin and we love it when it’s like that |
| Ain’t no reason for no treason |
| So put the hater-ray down in this new millenium season |
| Who you gon’believe in while you’re cheesin? |
| Ain’t no logic or no reason in your teachings |
| I’m steady on the grind round while you’re reachin |
| So just sit and look and listen, hear my twenty screechin |
| What is an MC if he can’t rap? |
| How you gonna throw up from the shoulder and can’t scrap? |
| Twenty-five with a L, ain’t no gettin back |
| Where niggaz do it all, homie just like that |
| What is a DJ if he can’t scratch? |
| How you gon’keep on trickin and stay fat? |
| Jump your ass in a gunfight without no strap |
| Where niggaz do it all, homie just like that |
| You can be yourself when you come round here |
| Ain’t no titles or no belts when you come round here |
| Keep your game on stealth when you come round here |
| But be about your wealth when you come round here |
| You get cut and left when you come round here |
| So don’t let 'em see you sweat when you come round here |
| We’ll be makin busters melt when they come round here |
| So you’d better check yourself when you come round here |
| We be gettin gangsta with it all through the weekend |
| Get your lazy ass up, no time for sleepin |
| Call your homegirls up, jump in your jeep and |
| They ain’t ready when you come, then you’re leavin |
| You’re goin to the club, it’s time for freakin |
| You ain’t got no ID to try to sneak in It’s on and crackin once again you cheat the G-game |
| Just open up your mind, no time for tweakin |
| Fat meat is greasy when you come round here |
| So don’t be acting cheesy when you come round here |
| You might go off the heasy when you come round here |
| And we’ll still be bumpin Eazy when you come round here |
| You better watch the greedy when you come round here |
| Cos some of these fools are sleazy when you come round here |
| Give to the needy when you come round here |
| But understand you can’t defeat me when you come round here |
| Most stack a grip, trip and roll with some new friends |
| Some’ll sell their soul to the devil just to chip in Some’ll lie, steal and rob their mama just to get ends |
| Which one is you nigga? |
| Where do you fit in? |
| But this thing don’t stop just cos you’s a trick |
| And hatin cos you ain’t rich, you’s a bitch |
| we gon’dip like the old school, c’est la vie |
| Hop your tread like me Watch what you say and get paid like C |