[Hook: G-Money]
I got people to see (People to see)
Got places to go (Places to go)
A hustler fa' sho (A hustler fa' sho)
And to fuck it on the low (It on the low)
Can't you see I'm a G (See I'm a G)
I've been working these streets (Working these streets)
I'm stackin' my cheese (I'm stackin' my cheese)
Ch-ching, all I can see (All I can see)
[Verse 1: Don Cisco]
Man, I'm a Cadillac dip, skip
Daddy's home back, with it
Frisco Mac and Mac Dre, so get a backwood and split it
Oh yes
At our best, prime time
And finesse the game, dipped in butter
Now we shine
Comin' with that vintage rap, Don Ciscalino
G.P.I. hash and Cisco, C-note
My rap goes like rich gain, slammin' dominoes
Blues on my shoulders, should I kill 'em?
[Kurupt] Get the calico
[Don Cisco] My own mama knows, I put that on seek
Cous' even got proof, of the truth, all you know I'm a lead us
If you look at hearts of many, find rhyme and reason
But only ya mind and soul control who you believin'
So me and Jesus do our thang, keep on breathin'
Ain't trippin' off haters, got too many places to be in
Now, what I'm seein'
Some people got two faces
Not Korean, but bet you talk Chinese
Stuck in these fake cases
I got people to see (People to see)
Got places to go (Places to go)
A hustler fa' sho (A hustler fa' sho)
And to fuck it on the low (It on the low)
Can't you see I'm a G (See I'm a G)
I've been working these streets (Working these streets)
I'm stackin' my cheese (I'm stackin' my cheese)
Ch-ching, all I can see (All I can see)
[Verse 1: Don Cisco]
Man, I'm a Cadillac dip, skip
Daddy's home back, with it
Frisco Mac and Mac Dre, so get a backwood and split it
Oh yes
At our best, prime time
And finesse the game, dipped in butter
Now we shine
Comin' with that vintage rap, Don Ciscalino
G.P.I. hash and Cisco, C-note
My rap goes like rich gain, slammin' dominoes
Blues on my shoulders, should I kill 'em?
[Kurupt] Get the calico
[Don Cisco] My own mama knows, I put that on seek
Cous' even got proof, of the truth, all you know I'm a lead us
If you look at hearts of many, find rhyme and reason
But only ya mind and soul control who you believin'
So me and Jesus do our thang, keep on breathin'
Ain't trippin' off haters, got too many places to be in
Now, what I'm seein'
Some people got two faces
Not Korean, but bet you talk Chinese
Stuck in these fake cases
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