[Intro]: Yeah, words from the late great B.I.G. man, you niggas have some audacity, Sell for a mill then your half with me, get off my dick, I’m the shit, I know you are niggas copying my style!
[Chorus]: They stay at home all along in the zone, bumping 50’s shit, That gangsta music, hey! It makes ‘em wanna grab the chrome and just roam on they own, And do it how the gangsters do it, hey!
[Bridge]: You niggas want problems you all welcome, Franks not around anymore, New-York is mine!
[Verse]: Blood set, crip set, gangsta, the respect, I give niggas the green light to get your whole click wet, You’ve been rappin’ for a long time, you ain’t got chip set, You had that ounce a whole week, nigga you ain’t flip yet! Before I leave your crib I make for sure I don’t forget shit, Mac – check, click – check, vest – check, I’m ready to roll, It’s not contest I’m the coldest from the East, Niggas mad I’m doing good so I wake up to new beef! Niggas saying I know 50 back when his name was Boo-Boo When he used to pump crack on Guy Brew before he blew, Then when they come through saying what’s up I’m like pull you, We ain’t ever made no money together, we ain’t cool! Cocaine, baking soda, pot full of boiling water, Teach how to cook crack, nigga are you like that? Turn a buck into a stack, man I mean a G-Stack, Just trippin’ for 3 and half to 14, you peep that? Slue shit, keep shit, on the low nigga, Roll shit, smoke shit, pass the dro nigga…
[Chorus]: They stay at home all along in the zone, bumping 50’s shit, That gangsta music, hey! It makes ‘em wanna grab the chrome and just roam on they own, And do it how the gangsters do it, hey, hey!
[Outro]: Yeah, man, keep a real gangsta life; you know what I’m saying? November 4th, G-Unit out of the stores, November 4th, G-Unit sneakers in stores It’s going down like that; you know what I’m saying? Silverback Gorillas in the concrete jungle, baby Hahahaha, you gotta love it!