[OYG GREEN EYEZ]
It be's me from that I-N-G-L-E
Bullet, it's all good, true Dogs, can you feel me?
B-Braze, my relative, we be back again
In the studio, endo'd out, hoes and Hen'
We done served everybody, Damus come harder
And I put that on my life and my newborn daughter
That if y'all busta niggas really wanted to trip with us
I'mma buck, buck, buck (buck, buck, buck, buck) and leave some hot ones in yo' guts
I keeps it real, fool, I kills, fool
All that ass kissin' in the world and it still ain't bool
Break rules and now it's time for a YG smashin'
You done crossed the line, now you gon' feel the reaction
When we come, and me and my niggas is comin' deep
From 109th, all the way to 92nd Street (Suwoo)
Blastin' everything in our mothafuckin' path
Ain't no love lost, nigga, it's gon' be a bloodbath
And I'm tired of all these phoney ass niggas gettin' paid
Tellin' stories of the homies in the pen, and in the grave
I've mentioned a few, the rest know who you are
Young aktive ass killa Green Eyez, the ghetto superstar (Suwoo, suwoo, suwoo)
[Chorus]
Ghetto star
From the West to the South gettin' money everybody wanna know who we are
Ghetto star
Got the big bank accounts hangin' out, money, houses, pretty women and cars
Ghetto star
Be the hustlers, to ballers, to shot callers, to killers, to rollers
Only the realest can feel us
Ghetto star
Livin' life in the fast lane, hangin' on the block where we grew up hard
[B-BRAZY]
Somethin' 'bout these niggas make a nigga don't wanna trust 'em
FUCK these fools, I'll rush 'em to claim my fame, nigga (Nigga)
Made my name, nobody made Braze, nigga (Nigga)
Head up, fades, nigga (nigga), gots to stay paid
If the, hood don't like me still playin' the game
Bust the noodles out they brain if they run up, I'm the thang, mane
I make records, keep the bitches, get 'em naked
From the book into the casket, get yo' ass lift, nigga
It kinda figured that you'd have to come sho' (Hah)
Burned out nigga always smokin' Newports
Fool, I'm off a quota, it's gangsta shit
Niggas scrappin' with the homies rather sober or lit
Now all I needs a Euro clip, and a bumper kit
And this '86'll look like some '90's shit
Woopty, I'm in my hoopty, '79 Coupe-ty
Bustin' 3's in a stand still, me and Gangsta Will
Gotta kill, nigga, fools, tone it down for nothin'
Niggas on my own I'm bustin', out the, bhrome I'm bustin'
If it's, on I'll rush 'em, find to shake out the showers and wait
Until they crack the gates, front up your cell and do damage
MNACK, MNACK
[Chorus]
Ghetto star
From the West to the South gettin' money everybody wanna know who we are
Ghetto star
Got the big bank accounts hangin' out, money, houses, pretty women and cars
Ghetto star
Be the hustlers, to ballers, to shot callers, to killers, to rollers
Only the realest can feel us
Ghetto star
Livin' life in the fast lane, hangin' on the block where we grew up hard
[OYG REDRUM781]
Well, it's the flame on, rider, cherry loud, packer
Bitch nigga jack her, if she bad, I'mma crack her
And we gettin' aktive wit' it, spit it, wigs splitted
Tell 'em the Aves, did it, makin' 'em, quit it
The .44 Mag. hitted, twisted and lifted his braids
Stunt the dome mothafuckas, Blood, take a fade
We callin' 'em out, stickin' a dick all in they mouths
Settin' the roof on fire, cocktail in they house
When in my routes, endin' all the doubts about the B-Card
We hard, the rest o' y'all be actin' like some retards
Hit up the P large to the wall, leave your hood liquor store
Red rag wrapped around the mic, I'm better with the flow (Fo' sure)
Death Row escaped artist, I'm the man with the shit
Red nose, [?], pits, lock up and won't quit
Funk went to kill 'em? Uh, I'm glad to oblige
But all you imitation dogs need to fuck out and dodge
On who's a, fool, we can lock so I can MNACK, MNACK yo' bitch ass (Mnack, mnack!)
Back slap yo' bitch ass (Mnack, mnack!)
Hit rocks, quit, bash (Mnack, mnack!)
Get cash, heat burst, heat last, hit gas
Read the plaque in the back of the car
It's the ghetto star
[Chorus]
Ghetto star
From the West to the South gettin' money everybody wanna know who we are
Ghetto star
Got the big bank accounts hangin' out, money, houses, pretty women and cars
Ghetto star
Be the hustlers, to ballers, to shot callers, to killers, to rollers
Only the realest can feel us
Ghetto star
Livin' life in the fast lane, hangin' on the block where we grew up hard
[SQUEAK RU]
Y'all, niggas, better, recognize
That I'mma keep it gangsta (Gangsta)
Double barrel in my hand (hah), gettin' rich is my plan (Hah)
And I got two, in the chamber (Chamber)
I got a message for you niggas who think we preppin'
Come down Manchester thinkin' you right, huh, leave left it (Haha, haha)
City of the champions, fuckin' with us just can't be done
It's the children of the chosen one (Haha, haha)
You can't stop me, suicidal thoughts (Haha, haha)
I done seen too many of my homies' bikes, sketched out and chalked (Hoo, hoo)
And all my homies right here, they soon to be rich (SOon to be rich, nigga)
And the neighborhoods we paint, will never switch (Dog)
The ghetto star
[Chorus]
Ghetto star
From the West to the South gettin' money everybody wanna know who we are
Ghetto star
Got the big bank accounts hangin' out, money, houses, pretty women and cars
Ghetto star
Be the hustlers, to ballers, to shot callers, to killers, to rollers
Only the realest can feel us
Ghetto star
Livin' life in the fast lane, hangin' on the block where we grew up hard
[OYG BIG WY THE GENERAL BLOOD EYES FRANK SINATRA]
It's been a long time comin' (Long time)
Through the dumpin' and the scrappin'
Young G's depend on me to make it happen (Yeah)
All this hustlin', wreckin' my brains, checkin' my change
[?] is where I hang, it's just me and the gang (Suwoop!)
And the kids that look up to me, they scream my name (Wy!)
Ghetto love for the block, kinda simple and plain (Yeah)
All the soldiers and all the thing the fallen hood has rained
And the weed is the only thang that's keepin' us sane (You know)
The game thick like that BLOOD that run through yo' vein (Nigga)
Stop askin' me "Did I?" 'cause, yes, I do bang (Bottoms)
I'm from Inglewood but now, the city is strange
'Cause the Lakers left in form and it's never the same (No)
Ghetto superstar but I try to avoid the fame (I try to)
What I'm concerned in this life and money, pour the rest down the drain (Follow me)
All the niggas that live like me can feel my pain
'Cause that wad I took to the ankles, sometimes I walk with a cane (Cash money)
Ghetto superstar at war, Green Eyez and Braze (My niggas)
And Lil' Laniak that's love to all o' my days (Let's go)
Let's get this paper, FUCK all this strugglin', mane
Yours truly, Big Wy, nigga, remember the name
For real
[Chorus x2]
Ghetto star
From the West to the South gettin' money everybody wanna know who we are
Ghetto star
Got the big bank accounts hangin' out, money, houses, pretty women and cars
Ghetto star
Be the hustlers, to ballers, to shot callers, to killers, to rollers
Only the realest can feel us
Ghetto star
Livin' life in the fast lane, hangin' on the block where we grew up hard
