Win the G

*chorus*<br>[BK] Yo O.C., are you ready to win the G?<br>[OC] The Gusto is comin home with me<br> Yo Bumpy Knucks, are you ready to win the G?<br>[BK] The Gusto is comin home with me<br> Yo O.C., are you ready to win the G?<br>[OC] The Gusto is comin home with me<br> Yo Bumpy Knucks, are you ready to win the G?<br>[BK] The Gusto is comin home with me<br>[both] Comin home with me (comin home with me) comin home with me<br> Rrrrahhhh!<br><br>Verse One: Bumpy Knuckles<br><br>Who got the hardest, MC style, ever created?<br>Who got celebrity, status, and is still underrated?<br>Who got them two glock nines that be black and nickel plated?<br>And I`ll blow a nigga`s chest out, to keep me motivated<br>My periphreal, sees MC`s, that ain`t nice with these<br>So all my new rivalries`ll be, MC robberies<br>I got these niggaz shook like, Shake-N-Bake, cook like<br>I knock your punk ass out, wake you up, and I show you<br>what I look like, who`s that MC, that thinks that he can fuck with<br>F-R-E-D-D-I-E, excuse me, Bumpy Knucks<br>I don`t give a fuck, if it`s friend or foe<br>This shit is my job to let you niggaz know so don`t take it personal<br>When I stick this verse in you, I don`t know what you gon` do<br>Even if you get your crew I`ll walk through the stage<br>like it`s Hoe Stroll Avenue, tappin on them pockets<br>Puttin tabs on your revenue, now dig this<br>It`s mad niggaz that be thinkin they nice with they flow<br>It`s mad niggaz that be frontin like they holdin some dough<br>It`s mad niggaz that`ll challenge me and after the show<br>They Don`t Wanna Be Players no mo`, like Joe<br>Niggaz try and come at me, with contemporary gangsta<br>fusion I`m smashin with the simple shit I`m usin<br>Bashin and bruisin, who`s in charge, BUMPY<br>Step up in my face I leave your forehead LUMPY<br><br> *chorus*<br><br>Verse Two: O.C.<br><br>I bring the pain like a slice to your vein, fuck your fame<br>platinum and gold plate, don`t hold no weight<br>I be that, prophetic soul drainer, ain`t a motherfucker<br>in his right mind steppin in my cipher tryin to take mine<br>From West coast to East I`m full-fledged<br>Bust the science, niggaz better know the ledge<br>O see all, I G off, enemy I spot you<br>Two rhymes to my one verse, you go first<br>You tasteless face it, I engrave my name in your scalp<br>like Damien, out for world domination<br>Don`t get me wrong, I don`t represent 666 figures<br>I`m just out to make figures<br>Who holds the threshold, to be the best<br>I crunch niggaz with my gold teeth like, vegetables<br>Carniverous deliverance, murder one nemesis<br>Like a virgin, I snatch your innocence<br>Talkin bank robberies when you rhyme, hold up<br>You turn pussy on the mic when I roll up<br>Coca-Cola, a fission like soda<br>While you say butter, I`ma say Mazola<br>Money folder hold a grudge cold like a polar bear<br>Thug niggaz what? Blowin up spots like a SCUD<br><br> Win the G.. win the G..<br> WIN THE G.. RRRRAHHHH!<br><br>Verse Three: Bumpy Knuckles<br><br>Who`s that New York nigga left, that be nice like B.I.<br>G.I., niggaz can`t see I, see why?<br>You new poppin niggaz, and you crew hoppin niggaz<br>Step up in my face, and Bumpy be, 2Pa-cin niggaz<br>If this bitch up in yo` heart, I`ma find it<br>If you think I`m talkin to you, then just rewind it<br>I got six shots behind this, even with a vest on<br>ya yellin, because I aim for the melon<br>I`m a felon, and I bet you never, been in a fight<br>Kinda like you really, never said shit on this mic<br>So if I diss a nigga hustlin that makes me a displayer<br>And if you buy my record twice, that makes you a two-payer/toupee-er<br>And if your girl like Donna Karan, that makes her a DK-er<br>And cause I hate your punk ass, that don`t make you no playa<br>Without this record business shit you niggaz is broke as fuck<br>Smokin weed smokin woolies while I smoke your luck<br>And while your flow needs, medical aid<br>I just appear on niggaz shit, and I still get paid<br>Now where`s my G nigga?<br><br>Verse Four: O.C.<br><br>What niggaz`ll think they made of steel and wanna play brave?<br>Bitch MC`s will find theyself in the grave<br>I make slaves of niggaz in ways never made<br>Voice like an Ox or better yet sharp as a blade<br>Intense the moment like sex when I`m bonin<br>Iller than Caligula brainwashed the Romans<br>I set it, let it be known, better beware, better be careful<br>Who dared to oppose my phenomenal flows, how dare you?<br>I smite your ass quick fast like Flash runnin past your ass<br>Niggaz`ll end up with whiplash<br>But for the moment, I`m zonin, any opponents<br>I`ma cut it short right now, because this rap shit we own it<br><br>[BK] Come up off that cash nigga<br>*applause*