Mr. president, hey, this is the g child Spacekateers, I’m back baby yes I’m back And mr. president you’re not chillin in the house baby You’re not chillin in the house Ya know why? huh? huh? should I tell ya? You know why? yeah.. cuz ya ya ya ya chillin in the shack beeyatch!
(chorus) x2 This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel
Its ya muthafuckin third letter of ya alphabet Put knight at the individ Its a nigga you can’t get with Funky styles, I be showin niggaz I be blowin niggaz straight out they socks, because The dove shack is comin more twisted than dredlocks Now plot on the shack if you wanna But if you get caught slipping We will be dippin Down your block Just to street sweep your spot, nigga But you can still follow along, grab ahold of my nut sack Because I’ve got the doja Oh I haven’t told ya much love to my nigga warren He’s a g, hook me, now I’m gettin funky I’m chillin with my feet up on the table in the shack With my revolver, problem solver Waitin for a nigga to fuck with this So I can let his ass know who he is
(chorus) x2 This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel
2 scoops-
Its the nigga 2 scoops, the long beach eastsider Niggaz start to duck when I come cuz I’m a ridah So I suggest you get the 411 on the shack We peelin caps to the front, then we peel em back Approachin the wrong way, with no delay I blast your ass Draw for the gat but the scoop is much faster You can’t miss me with that, step in my path I let the ak ripper cut that ass in half I dwells, I bells, in the lbc The real menace to society Packin up alrighty A flow, but watch the one I used to abuse this track We in front of that ass and you still can’t see the shack So pack up your gear and run and hide (and pass the doja to the left hand side) We comin like that, it ain’t no love for no rat I guess thats how we act when we chillin in the shack
(chorus) x2 This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel
As you enter into the zone called the g funk (now relax) Here a lie a war with the west (dove shack) Kicks it is a know em Rip em will be torn Dip it as we flip it Wicked with the warren g child See styles, meanwhile freestyles have been rendered I see the door of your mind, may I enter? I knock and I promise I wont hurt you The definition of g funk is just something to like swerve To something to smoke herb To sunk we and we serve Get with the dope herb Take a tall kid beat the loccness Lessons will be taught before caught in the shuffle Flexin all the muscle, livin large is fuckin rustle I’m simmons, I’m robin, like givin I know you love this funky style Out this world, make your head twirl Hear the less, now play the squirrel as you earl on the track Who am I bo roc from the dove shack
(chorus) x2 This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel
Cuz you ain’t in the house, cuz you’s in the shack Fire up the sack, this is how we act