Foul from the start a young buck be rollin
Badder than the baddest cause the baddest is devoted

Three young G'z growin up on the West side
Down from the start in the dark for the hoo-ride
Mackin on the scene every day of the week for the moment

Checkin the opponent cause you know we up on it
Never whatever makin a move so clever
Changin the program like the weather so now you know they clever

Creepin through the scene huntin for the green
Lookin for the man who got what they need
Now it's on so break it off somethin terrible

Viscous as they come you know it's unbearable
G got a Mac-10 D got a Mac-11
Seff got a Glock 17 send em straight to heaven

So now you know the definition when the drama's on
Watchin your back packin your strap stayin out the danger zone
That's how it is when the ^!$$%s up to no good

Creepin through the sucka hood man a ^!$$% sure would
Catch a (*##$ by the back of his knapsack
Slippin on the dope track got a fat $$# stack

And ^!$$%s up on his %#@! extra clips on hip ready for the big lick
Like my boy from the V says skee-skert
Bad $$# youngstas mane doin dirt



Doin dirt cuz we dirty when the trigger pulls

Doin dirt cuz we dirty when the trigger pulls



Rollin in a G ride plottin a lick
See a out of town ^!$$% squattin on gold kicks
Ridin 6-4 drop he was sittin on Vogues

Bumpin the beat hi-sidin for the hoes
He tried to dip off fast but I was at that $$#
^!$$% clippin the nine cuz it was time to blast

Popped five times put holes in the 6-4

He gave it up smooth to the gangsta Gigolo

Hopped in the drop rushed him straight to the spot
Left the %#@! on crates in the parking lot
Lifestyle of a gangsta is the only way to get paid

$#&@ a nine-to-five cause a jack is the trade
And blame it on the 8-Ball 211 is in season
I smoke foul joints let that be the reason

Goin nowhere fast always ready to blast
No time to sleep do the %#@! in my past
I'm just a killa to be killed so it feels no guilt

Tearin up %#@! when your boy's on tilt
(*##$ made ^!$$%s gets $#&@ed in the game
It's the ^!$$% Gigolo and ain't a damn thing changed





I remember back in the days when everybody had funk
This side and that side peepin like a motha$#&@a
But now days you got to watch your own kind

Cuz the one next to you is the one with the Tech-9
He just bought it so he feel like he got stripes
Got a extra clip ready to take a ^!$$% life

And it just might be you
Cuz ya bucked his (*##$ and ya stepped on his shoe
On accident but that is irrelevant

He wanna start drama just for the hell of it
And to think you used to go to school with this ^!$$%
Now ya'll got bigger and he ready to pull the trigger

You say $#&@ it let's throw them thangs
He say $#&@ throwing thangs it's the nineties mane
And uh he wanna pop pop and a tat tat

Put you on your back cuz you ain't got your gat
No good cuz the ^!$$%'s a sucka
Wanna be a gangsta but he's a punk motha$#&@a

Like my boy from the V says skee-skert
(*##$ type $$# ^!$$%s mane doin dirt