This Is The Shack

Okay, here go the house I was telling y'all about
That motherfucker right there. They be trippin' in there, but don't nobody live in there
It's empty. Listen, real quiet and you can hear some shit going on in there
I ain't scared. I ain't scared though. Come on, let's go up in that bitch

I ain't scared. You down? Yeah, I'm down like Brandy
Let's go take a trip. Oh, he's in it
Dang, girl, watch your step, you'll bust your ass
You're too high, girl. I don't still don't hear nothing

I thought you said it don't be something. No, I'm not lying
Get your ears checked. Oh, shit
Oh, look over there. Look, look, look, look
Oh, shit. You just see a young, cute, groovy man

Nigga, what is that? Come on, nigga, let's go
Oh, look, it's a whole gang of dudes
Told you that, you stupid motherfucker
Come on, nigga. Let's all pick one

Nigga, shut up. Stop stuttering, mother fucker
Fuck you. What's y'all in that door?
I don't know, nigga. Let's go
Mr. President. Hey. This is the G-Child

Space Gertiz. I'm back, baby. Yes, I'm back
And, Mr. President, you're not chilling in the house, baby
You're not chilling in the house. You know why? Huh? Huh?
Should I tell you? You know why? Yeah
Because you're, you're, you're, you're chilling in the shed
Biatch

This is the shed. This is how we act
Caps IP. Back to my shtick
This is the shed. This is how we act
Caps IP. Back to my shtick

It's your motherfuckin' third letter of your alphabet
Put knife at the end of it. It's a nigga you can't get with
Funky styles, I be showin', niggas
I be blowin', niggas. Straight out they socks
Because the dove shack is comin' more twisted than dreadlocks
Now, plot on the shack if you want to
But if you get caught slippin', we will be dippin'

Down your block, just a street sweep, you'll spot a nigga
But you can still follow along. Grab ahold of my nut sack
Because I got the doja. Oh, I haven't told you
How much love to my nigga Warren

He's a G. Hook me, now I'm gettin' funky
I'm chillin' with my feet up on the table in the shack
With my revolver, problem solver
Waitin' for a nigga to fuck with this
So I can let his ass know who he is

This is the shack. This is how we act
Caps are peeped. Backs mashed in
This is the shack. This is how we act
Caps are peeped. Backs mashed in

It's the nigga to scoop. The Long Beach Exciter
Niggas start to duck when I come, cause I'm a rider
So I suggest you get stuffed for one-one on the shack
We peelin' caps to the front, then we peel them back
Approachin' the runway with no delay, I blast ya
Drawin' for the gat, but the scoop is much faster
You can't miss me with that step in my path

I let the AK riffin' cut that ass in half
I dwells, I bails in the LBC
The real menece to society
Packin' a variety of flow

But watch the one I use to abuse this track
We in front of that ass, and you still can't see the shack
So pack up your gear and run it high
And we pass the doji to the left-hand side
We come in like that. It ain't no love for no rack
I guess that's how we act when we chillin' in the shack

This is the shack. This is how we act
Caps are peeped. Backs mashed in
This is the shack. This is how we act
Caps are peeped. Backs mashed in

As you enter into the zone, call the chief
Now relax. Hear the lion roar with the west side
Damp shack. Kicks it as a norm
Rip it, we'll be torn. Dip it as we flippin'
Rig it with the war. Gee child, seize down
Meanwhile, many stealth happen

Render. I see the door of your mind. May I enter?
I'm knocking. I promise I won't hurt you
The definition of jifo is just something to like swerve
To something, to smoke herb

To something, and we serve. Be with the domain
Take a toll, kid. Beat the loneliness
Lessons will be taught. We're both lost in the shuffle
Flexing on the muscle

Living long just fuckin' rustle
I'm Simmons. I'm Robin. Like given
I know you love this offbeat style
Out this world, make your head twirl

Hear the nuts now. Play squirrel
As you girl on the track. Who am I?
Bull rock from the door. Shack

This is the shack. This is how we act
Caps are peeped. Backs moshed in
This is the shack. This is how we act
Caps are peeped. Backs moshed in
You ain't in the hack. You ain't in the shack
Fire up a sack. This is how we act

Come again. Yeah. Woo
They don't understand it, baby. They don't understand it
They peterglazing. They peterglazing
They peterglazing, y'all. They don't understand it
But you know. Woo
G-Funk. Where rhythm is life
And life is rhythm. Yeah