[Intro: Dom Pachino] G-n***as, what? Yeah, they keep calling (leave me alone, leave me alone) Only problem is, they ain't saying sh** (leave me alone) They keep telling me, what everybody else is doing (f** them n***as, man) What you doing (tell me) what you doing? [Dom Pachino] With the bread, I got nova head, the lead spread, a soldier dead n***as keep telling me, P, hold your head But I can't, wait for this CREAM, no more, knowing it's my dream to law I see weak n***as get rich, now ain't that a b**h and who*e Should I resort, to the sh** that have a n***a in court Man, I been there, done that, played that sport Ran up and down these blocks like a game of full court Sold green, sold snort, at the same time, holding my fort Like a tiena on San Juan, but it's Dom Pachino and Shyheim Team Napalm, feel the strength Same n***as, same borough, same hood Now ain't that making sense? It's all good We got an LP for ya, a movie in the making We out, to get that cake, cuz it's ours for the taking And the women be loving us, cuz we some fly n***as And n***as be hating us, because, we some live n***as
Just as long as they don't try and to, affect our figures We let 'em live, as long as they respect G-n***as, what? [Chorus 2X: Dom Pachino] We G-n***as, you know us when you see n***as Staten Isle, Broad Street and Todd G. n***as We creep on you, and lay that f**ing beam on you You freeze up, til you feel that f**ing steam on you [Shyheim] My name rings like the sample in this beat I parked up next to the Phantom on the street And walked away while the CD still playing So visual, you can see these words I'm saying Sold so much 'white chick', you thought I was a Wayans In my hometown, they labeled me king Cuz I am (who you?) the D.O.N And he's my muthaf**in' homey, the D.O.M Bottom Up and Napalm, we form the strength Crimes high and cyanides, so much strategically Nine times out ten times, he be with me I'm talking sense, eight/seven, eight/nine P.S. 14, I.S. 49, but keep Port Richmond, Curtis and New Dorf You know, you soft, they heard, who lost So run off, and jerk off, jerk off [Chorus]