[Intro: Pimp C]
Sweet Jones in this bitch
It's goin' down
Know what I'm talkin' about?
Puttin' it down one time for the king
Smoke some, bitch
[Verse 1: Pimp C]
It's some big money shit goin' down in the South
Big dicks, big cars, big rocks up in our mouth
I done reached out to the West, got a bald head nut
Gotta ride, get high, and put the clip in your gut
Pimp C and C-Bo and Cowboy, its a wrap
RIP to DJ Screw, I keep ya name on the map
So po' out some liquor and watch my trunk pop
And throw your sets up in the air if you really miss 'Pac
The game didn't stop even when the best died
We just fried up some fry and dried the tears up out our eyes
I miss my dead homeboys I know y'all can see it
Pimp hard, never fraud, you pussy n****s couldn't be me
[Chorus]
These n****s ain't G like us
Ain't slangin' no D like us
These n****s ain't eatin' like us
Y'all n****s wanna be like us
Ain't fuckin' on freaks like us
Ain't runnin' these streets like us
Ain't bringin' this heat like us
Y'all n****s ain't G's like us
[Verse 2: C-Bo]
Understand I hustle hard to get the bankroll large
It's Pimp C, Smoke, Vicious, Run D, Hum-V
Gun in the spot stash, runnin' the block masked
Hunnid in the box cash, how the block smash
Grade fine, stay fine, pimp fuckin' canine
Let the K fly, see the bitches they gotta take mine
This money gave me power, the streets gave me strength
Now we makin' dollars outta 15 cent
West Coast done got dirty what the fuck they gon' do now?
Got n****s in LA & the Bay bumpin' Screw now
The game gon' change like the price of coke, man
You cross this click, ya life gotta go, man
Send 'em to no land, put him in low land
.44 hole and the tag on your toe, man
Melt ya like snow man, have you stinkin' like toe jam
The back of your projects, in the trunk of your brohan
[Chorus]
These n****s ain't G like us
Ain't slangin' no D like us
These n****s ain't eatin' like us
Y'all n****s wanna be like us
Ain't fuckin' on freaks like us
Ain't runnin' these streets like us
Ain't bringin' this heat like us
Y'all n****s ain't G's like us
[Verse 3: Bun B]
I'm goin' off with this gangster dirty South game
These money boys cock and aim banana clip in the frame
And here come them killers, gangsters, hoes, pimps, fine bitches, and bosses
Big consequences, losses, triple and quadruple crosses
M-I crooked is the state, J-A-C is the city
Fuck around money n**** you gon' get squeezed like some titties
Put some cheese on yo head and let the rats come check
Turn your smile into a frown, bitch put a smile on your neck -- a threat
Extremely like speed, fast, blast, ya ass, and dash
Your fertilizer for the daisies in the Johnson grass
Should I let him live or let him die?
Kiss of death, goodnight, hoe go to sleep, goodbye
[Chorus]
These n****s ain't G like us
Ain't slangin' no D like us
These n****s ain't eatin' like us
Y'all n****s wanna be like us
Ain't fuckin' on freaks like us
Ain't runnin' these streets like us
Ain't bringin' this heat like us
Y'all n****s ain't G's like us
[Verse 4: Vicious]
[?] I know it I got some killas with me
Apes, baboons, silverback gorillas with me
Dope runnin', coke runnin', stuntin' ain't my cup of tea
Gotta wonder man what's up with V, you'll find out n**** you fuck with me
[?] down in Texas, Louisiana bred n****
Never met a scared n****, [?] some went Fed n*****
Met this n**** C-Bo, he put me on some numbers
Say he got 'em deep, he got 'em cheap, we shoppin in Cali this summer
I don't worry 'bout these bitches, I'm so street, I'm so gutta
I sold weed, I sold pills, I sold gats, I sold butta
[Chorus]
These n****s ain't G like us
Ain't slangin' no D like us
These n****s ain't eatin' like us
Y'all n****s wanna be like us
Ain't fuckin' on freaks like us
Ain't runnin' these streets like us
Ain't bringin' this heat like us
Y'all n****s ain't G's like us