G Party Kasinova The Don (Ft. Mr. Bo'z Tha Spokesman)

[Intro]
Hahahahahaha
Courtney B (haha)
It's Mister (ha, ha) Bo'z
Yeah, man
Kasinova Tha Don (Kasinova Tha Don)
Alter-The-Ego (Alter-Ego) (yeah)
Courtney B (yeah)

[Hook (Kasinova Tha Don and Mr Bo'z)]
Yeah
Pour the Hennessy, sip it from the cup (yeah)
Now go on to the dance floor ah (to the dance floor ah)
Now give you two-step (yeah)
Now give you two-step (yeah)
You know i'm rapping P-Funk (rapping P-Funk)
Now wave your hands from right to left if you up in this Gangsta Party
(It's still nothin' but a Gangsta Party)
Look at all these freaks
(It's a Gangsta Party)
It's a G Party

[Verse 1]
Got my mind on it, waiting for the death of a rap-poet
I got no problems with that, I got my cap folded
Twisin' the cap on my yak, these niggas can't ignore it
So now I'm tipsy and strapped, you think I won't pull it
Brain like a silver bullet
A mastermind with every rhyme so all you niggas feel it
And everytime I'm on my my grind I got the money peeling (ching ching)
I'm stacking nothing but the green until it hits the ceiling
I'm breaking all you bitches down into perfect sizes
And when i'm spitting all these rounds let me see you dodge them
And who the fuck you calling clown, trick peep the prophet
As long as I'm breathing I will always be the hottest (you know)
I got some homies on the West-Side with chucks in the rally hard
We're shooting more dirt than a rally car
We smoke the bali then we leave the bar
The presence of a Super-Star
And Cali where his peoples are
(Yay-Yay)