[Intro: The Game]
The motherfucking Originator (haha)
Gangstas ride on
Gangstas ride on

[Verse 1: Jaz-O]
Worldwide Originator and I'm packin' a 4
Motherfucker going home no more
Not a thug but I put you in the rug with a couple of slugs
Turn your cabbage to coleslaw where the white chalk closed off
Friends turn enemies stolen identity, can't get rid of me
I watched the cocaine bubble up and kilo price double up
You got a problem with a Marcy n***a lock and load or knuckle up
What you know about 1976 a young n***a gettin' money
Playin' tripple up I'm the prototype, first one, king of the triplet
When I first did it Twista wasn't even in the business
Knew B.I.G. when he wasn't even in the business
Put the lil' n***a Jay-Z in the business
Got a motherfucker three-way 'till he shitless
My style's hostile, Jay's not the style

[Verse 2: The Game]
None of them n***as gone tough slick when the guns come out
N***as see me in OG rollin' on goldies
Run in the house Paul Wall did ya grill open up let me see catch one in the mouth
N***as snitch get ya wig split
Six in ya fitted forget it talk shit you better live it my n***a
I'm on the block 'till I get hit, ball like the Pistons
I'm ready to die that's why I pop big shit
10 months 5 platinum tracks subtract, take half of that
Bring it back now, like an ounce of crack
Then put it in a plastic back and call it Aftermath
I walk like a gangsta, talk like a gangsta
Impala with the Cherry-red paint
[Chorus: The Game]
And them gangstas ride on
(East side, west side c'mon)
And them gangstas ride on
(North side, south side c'mon)

[Verse 3: Jaz-O]
Like tellin' n***a couldn't spill half a gallon
Who the fuck said a man couldn't be an island
Back pockets to the concrete from the raw heat showin raw meat don't wanna make your mom weep
Three bodies at, three body bags that's a wrap take away do you understand the Aftermath forget that best snitches got em all weak
'Cause I'm so street
Been a mack since Hawaiian Sophie
Known to ice grills with the 40 fills, still
Act like you know me homie
God will make your colon holy
Watch me closely
Triple [? ]
That's level baby and my wrist cold weather baby

[Chorus: The Game]
And them gangstas ride on
(East side, west side c'mon)
And them gangstas ride on
(North side, south side c'mon)
[Verse 4: The Game]
N***as don't want it with the bee gees
Don't wanna see me 'cause I'm an asshole
Especially when I ride with Jaz-O in a continental T with the ass low
What you got your foot on the gas for
We get dat dough
Climb through the window
And run through the back door
Black out with the mack out
Blast four blast four more
Originator give em what they ask for

[Verse 5: Jaz-O]
Enemies I murder 'em
A thorough lick I bury 'em
Walk through your hood with my two Glocks on
I'm in new shoes so my new socks on
Shine like a diamond get your blue blocks on
Jaz-O, stupid motherfucker, not Shawn
Never been bashed on a 2Pac song
The originator, double time creator
Too fast

[Hook: The Game]
And them gangstas ride on
(East side, west side c'mon)
And the gangstas ride on
(North side, south side c'mon)
And the gangstas ride on