Whose TheG

"Whose The 'G'"(Feat.Dresta)

Yeah, I sit back and ask myself a question

Y'know what I'm saying

***** who's the G

Is it him, is it me

Who's the G

Is it him, him or me

I can tell you blind to the facts

So you can not see

But you better recognize

What's in front of your eyes

Putting the mash down on these bustas in 9-5

*****, Compton style

How you like me now

If you can't fade these bustas

Then you better run the town

You thinks, when I was raised

I was never taught to fight fair

Blew up and grew up to be your worst nightmare

***** I thought you knew

That I wasn't the o-n-e, been bangin

And givin up the hood since 83

Did my first drive by, when I was only 8

And when I turned 9, got in my first high speed chase

In the blew out, rock

I had the cops on my jock

Cos I was poppin shots

At ****** on the next block

Mark ass ****** is kinda bad for my health

Next time you get a chance, ask yourself, *****

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Coming with that real

Ain't no fakin or shakin

Unlike these other punk ************* perpatraitin

Like they dogs and hogs

And got the balls of a trojan

But they get outta dodge

When they see me rollin

Up they street

Got the heat sittin on the front seat

****** peep the BG

And they begin to meet they fate

Gettin ghost, cos they know

That the gangsta be ****** with

Cos when it's time to ride

I'm tearing up ****

Makin hits like the mob

Quick to get the job done

A superb hoodlum

These thirds, like the good son

Come, come

Watch a ***** get done, diddy, done

I told you, that you can't get none

You silly bum

Stay down

You can't deal, with the real

So chill

Take a look into the eyes of a ***** that kill

No I'm not from Illtown

But I'm down, with Nutty

Next time you get the chance

You better ask somebody

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

I'm like Cube

I act the fool

When they tippin on the enemy

Homicide is my tendency

When I'm drunk of that henessy

****** be

All up on my set

Talkin smack, all behind a ****** back

But they don't wanna scrap

In the street, toe to toe

Blow to blow, like some soldiers

Barehanded

*****, and see who's standing when it's over

You too thin to win

I'mma check that chin

When I'm finished

You ain't never try to step again

Or even try to come near

The gangsta mack of the year

'Who this ***** think he is'

I'm that ***** who you fear

Beware of a loc who ain't takin no ****

And if you don't wanna get with you

You better stay of my ****

*****, I'm rollin thick

And my click, got my back

Alert, and my studio is ready to attack

And when you learn your lesson

Bout steppin in my direction

Take time out

And ask yourself one question

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting

Who's the G? The K-N-O-double C, O-U-T

So keep asking, and I'mma keep blasting