G6 Like a G6, Like a G6 Now now now now now now I'm feelin so fly like a G6 Like a G6, Like a G6 Now now now now now now I'm feelin so fly like a
dirty cause all they keep is a smile when they caught em with a gat in the car, you beat it in trial you don't say too much, never eager to style remind
destructive warpath It'll be a shell shower in today's forecast You a gangsta? I can't tell You diamonds don't glimmer when the light hit it Those jewels aren't
Why don't we, play something these hoes'd like Drive whips, I know they like Twista, you told her right I could make you a celebrity overnight Give you ice
my ride, like Three 6 Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6 Like a G6, Like a G6 Now I'm feelin so fly like a G6 Verse 1 Gimme that Mo-Moet Gimme that Cry
let the bricks fly Keep bark buzz and the piff high Put you in the ground cuz I ain't letting shit fly Too many fake niggas With they Fake Ice Talking
wear no ice at all 100 G's on the dice game Life's a ball Listen up, if you real get real estate We the best in the game, that ain't a real debate And
you could tip her, but I already get her Harder than I did her, same sh-t, get no different Aint no fun if the homies can't hit it Bitches, ice cold heart
t hurt me, I'll put your a** on ice yeah, cold turkey I'm blowin' Purple, the Haze mixed with Hershey I done gave you style, now reimburse me And it ain't
words, don't let your mouth get ahead of ya You really talkin' reckless right now And we know you ain't built for that Nigga chill, calm down Watch your words, don't
Glamour life style baby, bottle the rocks Lose the ice, 100 mil kid, money, money, money, mo Platinum status, yeah, what up, what up? Stick around Yo
and it don't stop It goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin' To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin' Let me tell you
true Everything they said about the playboy Too I'm $hort Dog, ain't nothing nice I Drink G-Juice, wouldn't cut it with ice From the eastside, baby, Oakland town Can't
[Kid Ice] We're the first motherfuckers in the bass game Respect is due when you mention our name Representin' the South with the bottom-boy style Known worldwide with the Miami style
bitch ass niggas, no funny ass hoes Dogg Pound Gangstas drippin' in low-lows You ain't all about the homies You besta check the fault Pencils, playin' niggas in the crowd style
5-0-5's I won't lie, homicide, gram will cry, pray for me that I won't die, suicide, I won't try, bullets fly, drive-by, don't let it slide,
Ya hotshots, ain't got blocks, ya punta muchacha From the days in school, now a motherfucker rule And I could drop my chain in court, yeah, keeps ya cool That's how ice
Bitch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately You ain't f-cking wit' Budden, you ain't got no choice with Royce You don't wanna see the Crooked