[Intro: Kurupt]

G shit

What we do? What we do?

Bang, look nigga (listen)

[Chorus: Kurupt, The Game, Daz Dillinger & Tha Dogg Pound]

You got them funny ass colors on, take it off

If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off

I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off

Do what? Sh-sh-shake it off, or get banged on!

[Verse 1: The Game, Daz Dillinger & Kurupt]

Gettin' my bang on, red strings on

Louis Vuitton kicks, Louis Vuitton frames on

Louis Vuitton belt, holding the fo'-five

You know who I am bitch, I'm Mr. Westside

This West West or nothin', get your pistols, get your flag

Gangstas we love to sag, we cock it back and blast

Like booyaka booyaka, we lay the party down

G-G-Game, Dogg Pound, everybody get down

Look nigga, I nurture and breed

I ain't never gave a fuck about a bitch's needs

And bitch niggas try to invade our town

I'ma lay 'em down, spray the 'K and get out

And say goodbye to the '6-4, hello to the '6-trey

He ain't never seen hydraulics, look at his bitch face

Up, down, now watch my shit scrape

Daz call Snoop, I'ma Crip Walk to get Dre

And Blood Bounce back, heat on the track

Dribble rock like Wade and bounce like Shaq

Throw a O in the pot and watch it bounce right back

Like that (Like that?) Like that

[Chorus: Kurupt, The Game, Daz Dillinger & Tha Dogg Pound]

You got them funny ass colors on, take it off

If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off

I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off

Do what? Sh-sh-shake it off, or get banged on!

[Verse 2: Daz Dillinger, The Game & Kurupt]

(What's up, little homie? Game, what's up)

We street connected, respected, I gets pathetic

When I did it I must've meant it, so nigga go and rep it

Lil' homies around her constantly on smash mode

Lil' niggas with pistols that blowin' out your asshole

Bang how we give it, the culture that we live in

Fresh out the hospital or fresh out the prison (prison)

Real niggas for life, the roots of the G tree

N.W.A., Dr. D-R-E

We not S-T-A-Rs, we don't put stars in our shoes

Bitch, we put the whole car on the shoes

You don't wanna see my car on the news

I'll set it off like Queen Latifah, red beam on the nina

Bang out, chippin' in traffic, dippin' the classic

Dippin' to classics, whoopin' that ass, it's hood niggas

Ready to get it, your bitch can get it

'Cause I know she'll suck a dick in less than a minute

Cuz, I'ma have to show him where the house at (at)

Two milli Macs (Mac) semi-automatic situational attack

In the back with a sack

Cadillac all black like this and like that

Bang, broken like glass and plastic

Bang out on him with the mask and plastic (motherfucker)

We got access to massive plastiques

Purchased last week, DPGC, bang!

[Chorus: Kurupt, The Game, Daz Dillinger & Tha Dogg Pound]

You got them funny ass colors on, take it off

If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off

I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off

Do what? Sh-sh-shake it off, or get banged on!

[Verse 3: The Game & Kurupt]

Here come them out of town niggas: "What up Blood?

What up Cuz?" They don't even know what 2Pac first album was

Should I tell 'em Blood? (Nah, fuck 'em loc)

Me and Kurupt three-wheelin' on the hundred spokes

Look, dash, brake, bounce and scrape

Run up on the '6-4, see the AK (Bang)

Like Eazy (Bang) like Dre (Bang)

Like Snoop (Bang) in L.A. (Bang)

Like Crips and Bloods from now on

Wear a Bathing Ape hoodie, get stripped in the club

Like a bitch in the club, watch him strip in the club

You like Ice Creams? Get a banana split in the club

No jewelry, you can't wear shit in the club

And that go for every nigga and bitch in the club

So you better take it off 'fore you get in the club

Game and Dogg Pound along side sittin' on dubs

Remember that

[Chorus: Kurupt, The Game, Daz Dillinger & Tha Dogg Pound]

You got them funny ass colors on, take it off

If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off

I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off

Do what? Sh-sh-shake it off, or get banged on!