Here Comes The G Lyrics - Mack 10 - Mack 10

Hey, hey, hey, baby, check it out 

I'm K-Dee an' that's my nigga, Mack 10 over there 

Now he gotta be cooler than the nigga that you sittin' with 

So pump yo' brakes 'cause here comes the G, Foe Life 

That's right, uh, what the fuck you smilin' at? Right 

It's that nigga, Westside swingin' 

Heat, I'm bringin' like I'm bangin', slangin', khakis hangin' 

Took the script an' I'm flippin' it, got bustas straight trippin' it 

Never thought Mack 10'll be the new nigga rippin' shit 

Real G style on a funky freestyle 

Solo flow, show with my bitch an' my lolo 

Gettin' my floss on as I slide my locs on 

Hit the corna', bitch, hold on, Danas is what I roll on 

So watch yo' step, quiet, it's kept on the leak 

I blast, I don't stick the different nigga in the click 

As I kick rhymes, niggas pick mines from the stack 

Threw the roof on the sack, then cut the 'lac front an' back 

On all gold, hundred spoke D's when I skis 

Nigga, please, wannabe G's don't wanna see these 

Straight from killa Cali, it's like the Valley of Death 

Of who's left, I'll be a G 'til my very last breath 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Fresh as a new pack, I'll be doper than my cavi sack 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Checkin' loot like it's crazy, in painter pants an' Stacy's 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Fresh as a new pack, I'll be doper than my cavi sack 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Checkin' loot like it's crazy, in painter pants an' Stacy's 

Now as I roll through the turf with that true G pride 

Feelin' high as I ride from the West to the Eastside 

On them switches, went from rags to riches 

All snitches must die, I can't lie, I like them hoochie bitches 

Though I know that a hoe is a gamble 

Scandal hard to handle them dookie braids an' sandals 

That's how I like it, hike it, touchdown, then spike it 

Then pipe it so tough, they can't gripe it, right 

So if it's on from uh, dusk 'til dawn 

Keep it crackin', stay packin' as long as niggas jackin' 

Mackin' like Goldie, bumpin' nothin' but oldies 

Reminiscin', tilt the 40's when I vibe the dead homies 

Yeah, I wanna say what's up to all my deceased homeboys 

From the West an' Eastside, didn't make it to see this rap 

Oh yeah, it's still Mack 10, Foe Life 

Puttin' it down like this here 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Fresh as a new pack, I'll be doper than my cavi sack 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Checkin' loot like it's crazy, in painter pants an' Stacy's 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Fresh as a new pack, I'll be doper than my cavi sack 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Checkin' loot like it's crazy, in painter pants an' Stacy's 

Down for the dirt, I sport khakis and a white t-shirt 

Slangin' work, got the big birdies that don't chirp 

I came up from a crawler, now my stack is taller 

Big baller, shot caller, movin' shit like a U Hauler 

So now it's on like that an' I'm rollin' 

Controllin' the 'hood, guns about a boat swollen 

Back arms tatted, so tweed can get gatted 

Cavi, water, weed or speed, what you need? 'Cause I have it 

So come through, run through an' uhh, smell the vapors 

Won't be no set trip if it's all about paper 

Down with the Lynch Mob, I can't go wrong 

Well known an' it's on bankin' corners in my Brougham 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Fresh as a new pack, I'll be doper than my cavi sack 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Checkin' loot like it's crazy, in painter pants an' Stacy's 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Fresh as a new pack, I'll be doper than my cavi sack 

Alli alli, all come free, here comes the G 

Checkin' loot like it's crazy, in painter pants an' Stacy's 

Mack 10, Westside, Foe Life an' we out