G-2000

What y'all know about this shit man, okay

Yeah (niggas desperate to be) nationwide baby

(But don't really know what it means to be)

A new millenium (a real true G)

Niggas say, there's gotta be a whole different crew on the set

(Gangsters live and gangsters ride)

Just to rearrange the whole game (it's hard to survive, either do or die)

And that's what my niggas is doin (in this gangster life)

That's what we doin, come check us out, yo

[Verse One]

Us young niggas came up with nothin but hopes and dreams

Obscene intentions, picture perfect for the pinchin

A new invention to this dope game, I'm slangin CD's

Instead of cocaine, meanwhile takin it in and gainin mo' game

My background descended from the hustlers and pimps

True redemption for you niggas, I blew up like the blimp

Strong attempts to make these power moves, nationwide we devour crews

My momma told me never follow fools

[Verse Two]

On the backstreets, gat beats, had her runnin like track meets

Tax freak, class G, servin up them crack trees

Joe Rizza, rhyme blizza, from the streets 'til I take my roll

I take control, bank fold, ain't never gon' sell my soul

I stay committed, when shit go down in my town they say I did it

I gots ta get it, and when yo' stash look touched you know I hit it

You won't admit it, we bring it hella from that Detroit city

Nitty gritty, kick so much ass it gets my gators shitty

[Chorus: singer]

Niggas desperate to be

But don't really know what it means to be

A real true G

Gangsters live and gangsters ride

It's hard to survive, either do or die

In this gangster li-iiiiiiiife

[Verse Three]

Dirty repercussions, nasty destruction, I'm talkin I'm bustin

Dumpin bullets in my foes, trigger pullin on you hoes

Born with the soul of a soldier; you don't even know what it means

To be a G well fuck with me and I'ma show ya

The definition, of a killer nigga, get that nigga

Bring him to me but don't kill him, let me deal with him

Cause I'ma peel him with my scalp, wodie shoulda kept his mouth closed

Now it's gonna scream high notes, like some altos

[Verse Four]

My nigga the war is true to down my haters and imitators, smash niggas to pieces

Slash the anger from my gun crucify you bitches like Jesus

Squash beef, respect those when my niggas roll through

You claimin a side I'm claimin trues when you make yo' move I make my move

Showtime fool, as I think about how you chin checked

Any minute they drop like two bitches beggin to get wet

Have some respect, cause on my team, a nigga marine

Stayin a foot off you scrubs, showin no love to all these hoe fiends

[Verse Five]

360 degrees fool!  Shit, I burn like a Pyrex

So which one of you motherfuckers wanna step up, and die next?

Appetite for mutilation, gangster 2000

An operation no time for debatin, my troops is waitin

We roll like Dayton, wires, we keep yo' block on fire

Not Juvenile, but I crush empires, fuckin with me

I hurt you, like a Jamaican {?}

My bitch get evil like {?} a nigga murder mad

[Chorus]

[female singer]

Gangster (*8X*)

To all the true gangsters

Gangster (*8X*)

To all my true gangsters