I Am

[Kool G. Rap] G. Rap and my nigga G-Dep 'Bout to do it Gorilla style, you heard It's a Igloo-Bad Boy collabo thing you know? Y'all niggas ain't ready for it Coming Rambo style nigga Two guns up Y'all niggas better duck down...or get your cap lifted off Thats how we doing it for the new millennium you heard? [Verse 1: G. Dep] Regardless of the wait I'm gonna stay straight ghetto Everybody high, don't nobody say hello Even when the sunshining it ain't yellow Get out of the borough if you know it ain't thorough Niggas play ball, AWOL, on the furlow Still came down on the furl and pumped hero Red and grey Max's keep as clean as Ajax Ghettos sling cracks while you niggas pay tax Now how ghetto is this? You can catch me in your hallway taking a piss One hand on my dick one hand on a spliff Burnt lips from the roach clip, yellow tips If we ain't closed it I get ferocious Blow this whole shit and leave me in them roaches In your car motion I cause commotion And I probably need some lotion But I don't get fucked [Chorus - G. Dep] I am A ghetto nigga you can tell in a talk On the corner selling the snort It's hell in New York Won't stop for a minute cops telling you walk Fake guards telling you pork Settle for shorts Running from court Newports, criminal thoughts On the blocks bodies acourt Nobody supports [Verse 2: Rakim] What's a ghetto nigga? Thorough niggas that get cake Five boroughs of niggas do hits and flip weight Change garments to trick jake, yo dis jake I want it, yo I got warrants in six states Stay calm in a stolen whip with switched plates Snitches hate, I never leave a print to trace Only evidence I leave is hickies on chicks' face On the corner with crooked niggas, but yo shit's straight We start war to leave with 357 revolvers Shell case never touch the floor, sneaky ain't slick enough y'all I'm man enough to put on a dress, creep up like grand-mama and bust y'all Get close enough to part your vest and tux off Who would have thought the lady with the car crush y'all Too smart to get caught, but I got fam up north So if they put me in cuffs and court, fuck y'all [Chorus - G. Dep] [Verse 3: Kool G. Rap] Cock back the hammer slow and pop that cantaloupe For the venom in my python spit, it ain't no antidote Jackpot from crack blocks, I was a man of dope Snapshots'll get your camera broke Your hoes used to plan a gross with the hands toast, close and stand opposed Rubber bands of c-notes, grams of the coke Razor blade tuck the side the line The banter of the coke Watching niggas die with my hand on they throat Sinkin' river banks and wash up on land when they float Choke on your own words, should've watched the grammar you spoke One last final approach, make your whole family ghost Bust bottles of cham and we toast, to your photo stamped in the post Sex gland cut off jammed in your throat, man are you gross Bitch hanging from a lampost, we shoot from up close Blow cannons the most, catch an overdose Nigga we own the coast ? ? ? ? ? [Chorus - G. Dep] I am... (*few seconds pass*) I am... {*fade out*}