[Intro] Shhhh, real G's stay low Real G's stay low, shhhhhh
[Interlude: Crooked I] Time to get paid, tell me are you down 500 pounds then we send it out of town Get a big sack, flip that, 'til it's all gone Watch what you're sayin, speak in codes on the phone
[Crooked I] Ay, recognize game when you're talkin to a killa 45 a pound, I can hit you with the killa Call my cousin Sauce when you ready with the scrilla Got that new bomb shit, silverback gorilla Wanna taste the product before you buy? I'll bring some Got a snow bunny bitch, call her Mrs. Green Thumb Cause all she do is grow weed baby Bubble kush to that O.G. baby Threw a couple dollars into a medicinal clinic Slang illegal weed, we on a mission to get it Just give it a minute, the Benz'll be kitted The rims'll be spinnin while the thickest pretty bitches are in it Hustlers are color-blind, we unite (we unite) My Mexican connects, always do me right Got some bad ass chicas you should bring with through the studio +Half Baked+ in this bitch, you know how the movie go My iPhone ringin cause business is beautiful Opportunity knockin so let my nigga through the do' Yo, snitches thinkin I'm a rookie I'ma put you in a hole deeper than your momma's pussy
[Chorus: Crooked I] Shhhh, real G's stay low Make power moves but don't let nobody know Send a hundred pounds out of town, watch it go Keep your mouth shut, if you're snitchin you a ho (you a ho) Shhhh, real G's stay low Make power moves but don't let nobody know Send a hundred pounds out of town, watch it go Keep your mouth closed, if you snitch you a ho
[Crooked I] Shhhh, if you snitch you a ho Cops they be crooked, it's me if you didn't know They ain't tryin to save the hood by gettin rid of blow They just want your black ass wearin them prison clothes They gotta kill me, hope my mother say a prayer Got a message for the governor and mayor, I'm a hustler and a player Ask a brother if he care about the laws you install, middle finger in the air (bitch) Yeah, fuck the D.A. and the judge They ain't go up in the PJ with the thugs Or the C-A where the slugs go (pow!) Make the noise in the hood Wanna see a dead body, we some +Boyz N the Hood+ At the BET Awards, naked sleeve retarded Somebody need work, had to leave when it started Back then the West was such a dead market I had to bounce like, "Fuck a red carpet" I'm a hustler
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[Outro] Speak in codes on the phone man, haha "There will be no prison, which will hold down our movement" Huey P. Newton I'm Crooked I, C.O.B. is my religion Hahaha, yeah, stop snitchin Ya heard me? Stop snitchin Lot of you rappers got snitches around you, haha Lot of you rappers got snitches around you Why you think rappers keep goin to jail? Stop snitchin nigga Shhhh, keep your mouth shut Shhhh, keep your mouth shut You know why? Real G's stay low
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[Interlude: Crooked I] Time to get paid, tell me are you down 500 pounds then we send it out of town Get a big sack, flip that, 'til it's all gone Watch what you're sayin, speak in codes on the phone
[Crooked I] Ay, recognize game when you're talkin to a killa 45 a pound, I can hit you with the killa Call my cousin Sauce when you ready with the scrilla Got that new bomb shit, silverback gorilla Wanna taste the product before you buy? I'll bring some Got a snow bunny bitch, call her Mrs. Green Thumb Cause all she do is grow weed baby Bubble kush to that O.G. baby Threw a couple dollars into a medicinal clinic Slang illegal weed, we on a mission to get it Just give it a minute, the Benz'll be kitted The rims'll be spinnin while the thickest pretty bitches are in it Hustlers are color-blind, we unite (we unite) My Mexican connects, always do me right Got some bad ass chicas you should bring with through the studio +Half Baked+ in this bitch, you know how the movie go My iPhone ringin cause business is beautiful Opportunity knockin so let my nigga through the do' Yo, snitches thinkin I'm a rookie I'ma put you in a hole deeper than your momma's pussy
[Chorus: Crooked I] Shhhh, real G's stay low Make power moves but don't let nobody know Send a hundred pounds out of town, watch it go Keep your mouth shut, if you're snitchin you a ho (you a ho) Shhhh, real G's stay low Make power moves but don't let nobody know Send a hundred pounds out of town, watch it go Keep your mouth closed, if you snitch you a ho
[Crooked I] Shhhh, if you snitch you a ho Cops they be crooked, it's me if you didn't know They ain't tryin to save the hood by gettin rid of blow They just want your black ass wearin them prison clothes They gotta kill me, hope my mother say a prayer Got a message for the governor and mayor, I'm a hustler and a player Ask a brother if he care about the laws you install, middle finger in the air (bitch) Yeah, fuck the D.A. and the judge They ain't go up in the PJ with the thugs Or the C-A where the slugs go (pow!) Make the noise in the hood Wanna see a dead body, we some +Boyz N the Hood+ At the BET Awards, naked sleeve retarded Somebody need work, had to leave when it started Back then the West was such a dead market I had to bounce like, "Fuck a red carpet" I'm a hustler
[Chorus]
[Interlude]
[Outro] Speak in codes on the phone man, haha "There will be no prison, which will hold down our movement" Huey P. Newton I'm Crooked I, C.O.B. is my religion Hahaha, yeah, stop snitchin Ya heard me? Stop snitchin Lot of you rappers got snitches around you, haha Lot of you rappers got snitches around you Why you think rappers keep goin to jail? Stop snitchin nigga Shhhh, keep your mouth shut Shhhh, keep your mouth shut You know why? Real G's stay low
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