[Verse 1: Toker]
I had to bounce back
Ese the game needs me
Motherfuckers nowadays forgot all about the G shit
Fuck that
I gotta bring it back homie
Gotta put us on the map like before G
I took a long vacation thinking everything was cool
But the homie Snoop called and said (Ese we need you)
You gotta bounce back
And let these fools know what's up
You gotta bring that G shit back to the block
You know what he was like
We got levas fucking up the game
Shits fucked up now, shit ain't the same
I gotta bring it back, for the homies in the hood
In Tokes they trust like I knew they would
I still got the same stilo, still do the same shit
Till the casket Drops ese is the day I quit
I Throw it up none stop. I don't give a fuck
I represent my homies, I represent my block

[Chorus: Klever]
Hell yeah ese, let'em know what's up
Bring it back to the block so we can kick it non stop
Bring it back to the good ol' days like before
Bring it back when motherfuckers used to dress hardcore
Fuck these fake ass punk motherfuckers
Let a G be a G, and a sucka be a sucka
Keep it real Ese , if not shut the fuck up
Before you catch some led out my 9 mill Glock

[Verse 2: Toker]
Ese Snoop Gracias for pulling me back
I gotta run around town putting fools on check
They gotta get it right, If they wanna represent
So por favor shut the fuck up If you fools can
Let the real deal handle his biz with the steel
And I promise to be good ese, I promise not to kill
The game is fucked up, so let's get it right
We can do it however , Meet my left and my right
I'm with it. hell yeah Motherfuckers know what's up
We can chunck'em or whatever
We can make'em go pop-pop
That's how I roll ese That's what I do
I got homies down with it, Puro Eastside fools
Down to the fullest loco down for whatever
From the homies on 28th ST,To my little bro Klever
Throw it up homie,Yeah we don't give a fuck
You wanna test the waters, ese yeah good luck

[Chorus: Klever 1]
Hell yeah ese, let'em know what's up
Bring it back to the block so we can kick it non stop
Bring it back to the good ol' days like before
Bring it back when motherfuckers used to dress hardcore
Fuck these fake ass punk motherfuckers
Let a G be a G, and a sucka be a sucka
Keep it real Ese , if not shut the fuck up
Before you catch some led out my 9 mill Glock

[Verse 3: Toker]
I'm not saying I'm the baddest Motherfucker around
But keep it real, If you wanna represent the brown
Keep it G for the homies in the streets or in the thing
Keep it G for all the homies doing time in the pin
Trust me ese your number will come up
And Imma be the first one to call you a fucking bluff
I can name, names but fuck giving you fame
You know and I know you're a fucking lame
You wanna go against me Ese just let me know
So I can tell you where I been and how I ran the show
I know real G's,real pintos, real pelones
If you know who they were, you'll shit your calzones.(Haha)
Let's just leave it at that
Cuz I don't want to scare fools
I'll tell you this much, Ese Tokes got pulled
Hell yeah and it's like that
I got real motherfuckers, real G's that got my back

[Chorus: Klever ]
Hell yeah ese, let'em know what's up
Bring it back to the block so we can kick it non stop
Bring it back to the good old days like before
Bring it back when motherfuckers used to dress hardcore
Fuck these fake ass punk motherfuckers
Let a G be a G, and a sucka be a sucka
Keep it real Ese , if not shut the fuck up
Before you catch some led out my 9 mill Glock