Ayo, Irv, 'the fuck is wrong with these niggas, man? Talking 'bout I ain't no fuckin MC I been at this shit for 7 years, nigga 8 times platinum, nigga 2 Bentleys, 1 Lambo and 3 houses later Muthafucka, what's up? [Verse 1:] Naw, this ain't no fucking Dre beat, I got this from Irv Gotti Game back on the shit I'm enemies with e'rybody Game cook crack, transform to yeyo The new Suge Knight, nigga, minus the K.O. I keep it candy like Mariah, I'm so fire When step it in the club, "Get Low" like Flo Rida Cus I'm a pimp, you can tell by the limp When I st-st-st-step aside the 26 inch You see my rims? They bigger than Bow Wow Get money, fuck bitches, that's what I'm about now The Phantom, ugly, the Bentley, retarded The kicks still Chuck Taylors, the jacket is a Starter I beg your pardon, nigga, we can get started If you ain't Nas or that nigga on third Carter My happy face is Kenneth Supreme mug shot When it go down, who goin' stop the blood clot? [Chorus: Newz (The Game)] Throw yo hands up it's that gangsta shit All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit Go ahead and hate on my click Got a couple words for you nigga, suck my dick You strapped? (That's right) Gang bangin? (for life) A little drama (that's life) Hit 'em up (Nice) It's that gangsta shit All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit [Verse 2:] Nigga I'm a throw back, you already know that Got swag and I'm street, picture The nigga Hov' strapped And it's the rock right in my fuckin sock Die for my chain, why? So I can go fuck with Pac Before I go, I shoot it out with the cops Hit one for Sean Bell then bleed on the block, yeah Like Big did, I play with toys like a big kid Got a snub nose, call it Big Tig You art not fuck with Game, he crazy And the bars comin' straight outta Compton, baby My 16's mean, you know what I mean Headed to the airport, my flow flying in from Queens Accompanied by my bitch, flying in with them things My shorty is a 10, that's that singing nigga, Dream The life of gangsta in Cali, is to short So I might as well find me a burrow in New York [Chorus: Newz (The Game)] Throw yo hands up it's that gangsta shit All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit Go ahead and hate on my click Got a couple words for you nigga, suck my dick You strapped? (That's right) Gang bangin? (for life) A little drama (that's life) Hit 'em up (Nice) It's that gangsta shit All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit [Verse 3:] Man you know, I don't give a fuck And I don't give a shit Any drama, I'm locked on like a red-nose pit Keep shooting them cap guns with the red nose tips Have some Cali niggas come out and dead those strips Give a fuck if you tuff nigga, or you buff nigga My 4-5 weigh 3 pounds and it'll snuff niggas Hop out the truck with the gun so long Let the bullets jump out and ask, "What's going on?" What the fuck can I say? I grew up a bastard Got sick in the Impala so I threw up a Aston I pop big shit, and I keep my wrist slit My entourage shine like the Diamond District I got a Rolex, a real big Rolex With so many rock, the Africans is trying to protest Bully of the block, why? Cus they got me top 5 There's four niggas better than me? Nigga, stop lyin! [Chorus: Newz (The Game)] Throw yo hands up it's that gangsta shit All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit Go ahead and hate on my click Got a couple words for you nigga, suck my dick You strapped? (That's right) Gang bangin? (for life) A little drama (that's life) Hit 'em up (Nice) It's that gangsta shit All the homies go crazy when they bump my shit Newz! Niggas better know what the fuck they dealin with When they dealing with the fuck they dealin with You dealin with a fuckin animal, man Gotti will tell you, nigga, both the Gottis, nigga You can bring John Gotti back too, nigga He'll tell you, man I'm gangsta, nigga I was Murda Inc. before anything, man Black Wall Street, Murda Inc., man Before there was a Dr. Dre there was a Irv Gotti, nigga When I was running around with P. Diddy in Atlanta, nigga Slapping asses, nigga Mario ?? know what it is, nigga Mix bitches all up in the height on Peach St., nigga Been getting money, nigga 7 years strong, nigga 2 platinum albums, nigga 'Bout to be three Ay, nigga that's muthafuckin hip hop menage a trios BITCH!