Mistah F.A.B. - Nothin But A G lyrics

[Verse One] Eazy-E low riders on a busy block A couple karats in the face, now that's a busy watch You put me anywhere I swear I gets busy, watch You let that boy cook, and I don't need a pot The fire hit the sk**et, now that's the Jiffy pot I take it to the corner, I don't need a spot I'm moving like the one, twos and ya don't stop DMP n***a, that's that ready rock Ha My name heavy like Debo n***a You'se a New Jack, this bigger than Nino n***a They know my sh** hard Shaq Free throws n***a Them other n***as lost, like Nemo n***a [?] Yeah Now here's a taste to the night life And she addicted like a fiend to the crack pipe That easy money make the rainy days sunny And I'm hungry for that cake, gotta feed that appetite I'm trying to eat a lil' something Stack that bread while y'all skinny n***a lunching Serve drug with the thugs, DMP is what I'm pumping I got ya sweating, body numb, nose running Run with the Goonie n***as, Paul Bunyans That'll bang that hammer have your whole squad's running 40 yard dash, before your life flash Put one in y'alls a** if one of y'all ask [Hook] Yeah Big faces, small faces Had the Feds here, had small cases But one thing about me I'm solid as a rock, real as can be And y'all can't deny it we been straight riders The V love DMP, yeah yeah They can't do nothing to a G And I'ma keep 100, seven days of the week [Verse Two] It's that Durte sh** What I'm speaking leave you leaking through your tourniquet Pay attention my n***a you might learn some sh** The crack addicts is happy we back at it And you don't want no static or you become a statistic Two cups in my hand, I'm double fisted My lyrics make more bread than Bisquick You Carl Thomas n***as Emotional on some b**h sh** I eat MC's for a midnight snack Just a whole bunch of gift bag n***as who can't rap/wrap You had plans my n***as came to spoil it We the sh**, your whole career is flushed down the toilet [?] Aye look Solid as a rock with this DMP campaign Go against the grain till she brain like champagne Ask her what's good in the hood, not a damn thang Try to walk the walk, end up pulling a hamstring Hater Sit on me, see you later Tough guy, eye for an eye like The Raiders You a Tweet beef, I'm a chief chief reefer Acting like a little p**y, I don't mind eating beaver Rap two up, two down, V to the A, aye It's the west Fabulous from the V to the Bay And I mean what I said better peep what I say n***a n***as cold blooded, get the heat from the K Say yeah [Hook]