DJ Crazy Toones - Here Comes The G lyrics

K-Dee talking: Hey hey hey baby check it out. I'm K-Dee, & That's my n***a Mack 10 over there. Now he gotta be cooler Than the n***a thatyou sittin' with, so pump yo' brakes Cause here comes the G. Foe Liiife!! [Mack] Uhh that's right uhh yeah ha ha ha ha What the f** you smilin' at Right [Verse 1] It's that n***a west side swangin' Heat I'm bringin' like I'm bangin' Slangin' khakis hangin' Took the script & I'm flippin' it Got bustas straight trippin' it Never thought Mack 10'll Be the new n***a rippin' sh** Real G style on a funky freestyle Solo flo show with my b**h & my lo lo Gettin' my floss on as I slide my locs on Hit the corna' b**h hold on Danas is what I roll on So watch yo' step quiet it's kept on the leak I blast I don't stick the different n***a in the click As I kick rhymes n***as pick mines from the stack Threw the roof on the sack then cut the 'lac front & back On all gold hundred spoke D's when I skiis n***a please wanna be G's don't wanna see these Straight from k**a Cali it's like the Valley of d**h Of who's left I'll be a G 'til my very last breath [Chorus] Alli alli all come free here comes the G Fresh as a new pack I'll be doper than my cavi sack Alli alli all come free here comes the G Checkin' loot like it's crazy in painter pants & Stacys (Repeat) [Verse 2] Now as I roll through the turf with that true G pride Feeling high as I ride from the west to the eastside On them switches went from rags to riches All snitches must die I can't lie I like them hoochie b**hes Though I know that a ho is a gamble Scandle hard to handle them dookey braids & sandals That's how I like it hike it touchdown then spike it Then pipe it so tough they can't gripe it So if it's on from uh dusk 'til dawn Keep it crackin' stay packin' as long as n***as jackin' Mackin' like Goldie bumpin' nothin' but oldies Reminiscin' tilt the 40's when I vibe the dead homies Talking: Yeah I wanna say what's up to all my deceased homeboys From the west & eastside didn't make it to see this rap Oh yeah it's still Mack 10 foe life puttin' it down like this here [Chorus] [Verse 3] Down for the dirt I sport khakis and a white t-shirt Slangin' work got the big birdies that don't chirp I came up from a crawler now my stack is taller Big baller shot caller movin' sh** like a U-Hauler So now it's on like that & I'm rollin' Controllin' the 'hood guns about a boat swollen Back arms tatted (Inglewood) so tweed can get gatted Cavi water weed or speed what you need cause I have it So come through run through & uhh smell the vapors Won't be no set trip if it's all about paper Down with the Lench Mob I can't go wrong Well known & it's on bankin corners in my Brougham [Chorus] Mack 10, westside, foe life, and we out