M.H.G.C. Songtext
von AP.9

I can show you where the money at
Show you how to get it off
Show you how to be like the best
And how to be a boss

If you ever in a cross
I teach you how to cook the soft
And when the shit is rocking up
Just let it sit and cool it off
In this game I took a loss
And took some time to come back up
I went from riding on the bus
To driving in my monster truck

Radio don′t like me
The radio didn't make me
I′m sitting in the ghetto
In my basement where them cakes be
Rolling in my H3


Had to park my H2
Niggas say they hatin' me
But fuck it I don't hate you

Riding on that Grey Goose

On my way to Soledad
I did some shit way back in the days
That caught me up and made me mad
Niggas spittin′ hella trash
Me I′m spittin' all the mags
Niggas claim they real on the streets
In the pen they fucking fags

I just had to point them out
And let the people know the real
Let them know the truth′s in the booth
And I'm still the one they feel


Money, hoes, guns, and cars
That′s how all my niggas mob
Money, hoes, guns, and cars
That's how all my niggas mob
Money, hoes, guns, and cars
That′s how all my niggas mob
Money, hoes, guns, and cars
That's how all my niggas mob

I can show you how to pull a lick
Show you how to be legit

Show you how to load up the fifth
And how to knock a bitch
If you want to be like this
It's only mobbing in my clique
And only hustlers with the shit
Niggas checking something slick
In this game I took a loss
And took some time to come back up
I went from riding on the bus
To driving in my monster truck

Radio don′t like me
The radio didn′t make me
I'm sitting in the ghetto
In my basement where them cakes be

Rolling in my old school
Had to park my H2

Pulling out my new school
And rolling throwing up the deuce
I was sitting on the Goose
Headed to that level 4

Naked in the paper shooting
Shopping up from wrist to toe
Niggas spittin′ hella trash
Me I'm spittin′ all the mags
Niggas claim they real on the streets
In the pen they fucking fags

I just had to point them out
And let the people know the real
Let them know the truth's in the booth
And I′m still the one they feel

Money, hoes, guns, and cars
That's how all my niggas mob
Money, hoes, guns, and cars
That's how all my niggas mob
Money, hoes, guns, and cars
That′s how all my niggas mob
Money, hoes, guns, and cars
That′s how all my niggas mob