[Intro]
Now where's the shit?
The shit?
The shit!
Nigga, whatsup, man?
Come on kill that noise, man, let's just get the shit
Don't worry, you'll get the shit
You'll be knee deep in the shit!
[Chorus]
I'm a G, you can't see me
That must be, why you're talkin'
(Shut your mouth, bitch)
I'm the shit, and you know it
Never stops, there's no stoppin'
(It don't stop, niggas)
Ridin' low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise the streets of Compton
(Roll out the '6-4), ('6-trey)
(Glasshouse), ('5-7 Chevrolet)
(And tell them niggas)
[Verse 1]
I'll let the whole world know that I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still from the (Streets of Compton)
Yeah, nigga, I said it, and I'ma stay on top
Like a hoodrat with bomb ass cot
Run up on 'em like these rap niggas, I ain't gotta clap niggas
End your career with one line, like that nigga
Hit the switch (Front and back), make it bounce (Let it jump)
Killaforn-I-A is where I'm from
Three-wheelin' with the ass out
Smoke chronic 'til I pass out
On the way to my nigga Daz house
He always got a thick bad bitch from Long Beach
She a known freak and she got a long reach
She gon' touch it, suck it, fuck it
Never back down, especially when Al Green in the background
Now, bitch, hit the weed and turn that ass 'round
It's time to bring back Chronic and the Doggystyle
West Coast niggas still holdin' shit down
Now where's the shit?
The shit?
The shit!
Nigga, whatsup, man?
Come on kill that noise, man, let's just get the shit
Don't worry, you'll get the shit
You'll be knee deep in the shit!
[Chorus]
I'm a G, you can't see me
That must be, why you're talkin'
(Shut your mouth, bitch)
I'm the shit, and you know it
Never stops, there's no stoppin'
(It don't stop, niggas)
Ridin' low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise the streets of Compton
(Roll out the '6-4), ('6-trey)
(Glasshouse), ('5-7 Chevrolet)
(And tell them niggas)
[Verse 1]
I'll let the whole world know that I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still from the (Streets of Compton)
Yeah, nigga, I said it, and I'ma stay on top
Like a hoodrat with bomb ass cot
Run up on 'em like these rap niggas, I ain't gotta clap niggas
End your career with one line, like that nigga
Hit the switch (Front and back), make it bounce (Let it jump)
Killaforn-I-A is where I'm from
Three-wheelin' with the ass out
Smoke chronic 'til I pass out
On the way to my nigga Daz house
He always got a thick bad bitch from Long Beach
She a known freak and she got a long reach
She gon' touch it, suck it, fuck it
Never back down, especially when Al Green in the background
Now, bitch, hit the weed and turn that ass 'round
It's time to bring back Chronic and the Doggystyle
West Coast niggas still holdin' shit down
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