2 left side then i hit tha bank jus 2 get tha check signed [chorus] pants that i g0t fr0m pakistan so exspensive that they see me in tha club there g0 hurricane
of the equator Me and Weez down in MIAM We acting stupid Damn Call the whip Soulja Boy, doors do the Superman (YOUOO) Ya thats the superman we call it the Lago G
give you love There's nothing in this world That could set you free, yeah Feel me? (Def Soul) Yo G [Case] (Sisqo) Here I am all alone Can't let you
give you love There's nothing in this world That could set you free, yeah Feel me? (def soul) Yo g [case] (sisqo) Here I am all alone Can't let you
Call for soopman luva on line 3- Well who the fuck is it? -Her name is Hurricane G- What up G? [Hurricane G] They tryin to lock me up G I can't do time
[Intro: Redman (Hurricane G)] ONE, TWO, THREE, YOO!! (YOO!!) [Verse 1: Redman (Hurricane G)] Kick in the door, then I yell, "DON'T MOVE!" C.O.'s is like
the knotty headed nigga era has triumphed Watch out A new ever, if you don't know your bitch ass better Watch out Axe somebody, shoot 'em up The Hurricane G
Ha ha, the remix (5 on it) We creepin' in too, baby We got five on that thing, man We got, uh, Dru Down We got the Luniz (Shock G) Yeah, Richie Rich,
Ha ha, the remix, 5 on it We creepin' in too, baby (We got 5 on every thang, mayn) We got uh, Dru Down, we got the Luniz (Shock G, whassup?) (Know it'
pages of a cookbook I attract more kids than Wonderama Rhymes got more drama, than black momma white momma You get defeated decapitated captivated Cause you hated the fact G
ballin party, inviting all y'all 10 G's around my neck, 50 g's on my rolex 100 G's on my Benz, 20 G's on my rims 5 G's just laying on the floor I party
showin' I just cooked up and the tube was fulled up I sold my whole thang 'cause my dude and them pulled up They talkin' about a nigga like a hurricane
yo Tuck, time to show these boys how we keep it trill Down South know I'm saying, well let em know [Big Tuck] G'eah, this is the Texas take over The G