Each sec it's like I live

The life of a killa when I got the MIC goin' to NYC

Gotta beat everyone in this game

Without standin' on stage an' endin'

Up in a bout, a stupid ass fight where

The muthafuckin' competitors

Always get beaten by me w/ coors light runnin'

Always eatin' then runnin'

Sometimes I feel like gunnin'

I got the mind of a gangster

I ain't know P- ster, ain't no P- thug

Cuz I don't bug peoples 'till they

Start buggin' me an' seein' what the fuck I'm made of

Age sixteen bein' handcuffed

By the P.IG.s messin' with the wrong B.BG.

I ne'er smoked no bong

I ne'er bootlegged offf of anyone's song

I jus' got the G- rappin' mentality and had to became a fuckin' thug

Cuz peoples always buggin'

Havin' found my coherent identity

At age sixteen havin' seen a lot of shit

On the streets where my beats roll

Brains blow into bits durin' the night

I neeed money only to eat, to gain

I love my chicks who give

I may be not tall, but small

W/ a 10" dick

W/ a G- ridin' Benz

W/ my rocks to send

I'll jus' be a peddler, a seller

Cuz I ain't no fooler

BAM!

Y you alwayz frontin' G

U'll soon realize u actin' an' thinkin' u r cooler

Tryin' to be me, man

See I ain't dumb enough

To cough up my lungs and brain of a G alwayz

I use whuts left an' do shit that'll

Make yo eyes roll out of your sockets

When things get out of hand

Peoples say I'm out of my ppocket

I don't care cuz the fuckin' underworld

Ain't fair so suck it up

Alwayz tryin' to be me, man

G- chains hangin' from your neck

Smokin' cigarettes or guns on the streets ain't cool

That ain't you from birth

Listenin' to my ghetto beats an' rhymes

All the time wantin' to stay out of old school

Du- rags, gutter hats, G- style

Won't fly out to become even

An' betta than me.

I was lucky to get the M.I.C. in my hand an' become an M.C.

U might ne'er get this much fuckin' luck.

U could be caught, u could be raped, u could be shot BAM!

Where's there to duck or hide?

I got into jail an' out by myself

Fuck yourself if you don't respect this cousin

I've been sinnin' it seems like since I was born

People made me this way today

I ne'er been fuckin' beaten on the outside

Ne'er been - jus' still not likin' the P.I. G.s still

Now I'm out, now I'm done, now, I've fuckin' flown, G- baby- come w/ me!!!