[Chorus: Daz Dillinger]
I smoke blunts, drink yac
Bust caps at bitch n***as 'cause it's nothin' to me
('cause I'm a gangsta)
I gang bang, brains hangin', dope slangin'
That's the part of life of bein' a G
('cause I'm a gangsta)
Robbin' banks, police shootouts, high speeds
And you know it ain't shit to me
('cause I'm a gangsta)
Blowin' dope, make like 5, make like 10
It ain't shit, it ain't nothin' but G's
('cause I'm a gangsta)

[Kurupt]
Growin' and gainin', postin' and bangin'
Holsters and chambers, toasters and laser
Beam operated cannons, to keep everything outside outside
The homies dumpin' round the outside
Me and Daz is on a mission, tell me what ya think
Fuck the world n***a, we raidin' federal banks
It's the only way to get some fuckin' money nowadays
Off of five, off of ten, off of twenty nowadays
Off of nine, get me nine, get the nine, nina pop
Fuck around and get your femur chipped - stop, open up
Or you get your motherfuckin' whole front opened up
From your motherfuckin' navel to your motherfuckin' hairline
Seperated in sections, look up, open lungs
Since the days of shootin' muskets, I done been bustin'
Lookin' at the law in they eyes like "fuck it, it's nothin"
Face to face shootin' and dumpin', dippin' and duckin'
You see I -