Tekster:
Mike G Go Mike G

I can pimp a few hoes (let's go) Excellence is my presence, never tense Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike

ya heard me? you see the bentley got the 20 inch crome ya heard me? you could get in but don't touch the phone ya heard me? money come money go i know

' these hallways You had faith in me always Proof you knew I'd come out of this slump, rise from these ashes Come right back on they asses and go Mike

I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my money be da root. Look up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?" Pull up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go on

B you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with us Black Rob and Eight ball down with us M.J.G.

bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas, stay the fuck up out my way I be true O.G., you can quote what I say

the frame is special leave requested from the years I've invested arrested, develop, addressed it, envelope the body of the black party from Farley to Bob Marley go home or go

we ain't never scared You heard what Lil' Mark said D4L put it down, radio gotta play it Still on that front street Fuckin? with them young G's Cicero

the pen and they try to contend, but see all they win is that Mack 10, Theres never another to go with a brother, been smotherin' suckers then go undercover