[Dresta]   Yeah, I sit back and ask myself   A question, y'know what i'm sayin   Nigga who's the G   Is it him, is it me      [BG Knocc Out]   Who's the G   Is it him, him or me   I can tell you blind to the facts   So you can not see   But you better recognise   Whats infront of your eyes   Putting the mash down on these bustas in 9-5   Nigga, Compton style   How you like me now   If you can't fade these bustas   Then you better run the town   You thinks, when I was raised   I was never taught to fight fair   Blew up and grew up to be your worst nightmare   Nigga I thought you knew   That I wasn't the o-n-e, been bangin   And givin up the hood since 83   Did my first drive by, when I was only 8   And when I turned 9, got in my first high speed chase   In the blue IROC   I had the cops on my jock   Cos I was poppin shots   At niggas on the next block   Mark ass niggas is kinda bad for my health   Next time you get a chance, ask yourself, nigga      [Chorus X4]   Who's the G, the K-N-O-double C, O-U-T   So keep askin, and i'mma keep blastin      [BG Knocc Out]   Comin with that real   Ain't no fakin or shakin   Unlike these other punk motherfuckers perpatraitin   Like they dogs and hogs   And got the balls of a trojan   But they get outta Dodge   When they see me rollin   Up they street   Got the heat sittin on the front seat   Niggas peep the BG   And they begin to meet they fate   Gettin ghost, cos they know   That the gangsta be fucked with   Cos when it's time to ride   I'm tearing up shit   Makin hits like the mob   Quick to get the job done   A superb hoodlum   Disturbed, like the good son   Come, come   Watch a nigga get done, diddy, done   I told you, that you can't get none   You silly bum   Stay down   You can't deal, with the real   So chill   Take a look into the eyes of a nigga that kill   No i'm not from Illtown   But i'm down, with Naughty   Next time you get the chance   You better ask somebody      [Chorus X4]      [BG Knocc Out]   I'm like Cube   I act the fool   When they tippin on the enemy   Homicide is my tendency   When i'm drunk of that henessy   Niggas be   All up on my set   Takin smack, all behind a niggas back   But they don't wanna scrap   In the street, toe to toe   Blow to blow, like some soldiers   Behanded   Nigga, and see whos standing when its over   You too thin to win   I'mma check that chin   When i'm finished   You ain't never try to step again   Or even try to come near   The gangsta mack of the year   'Who this nigga think he is'   I'm that nigga who you fear   Beware   Of a loc who ain't takin no shit   And if you don't wanna get with you   You better stay of my dick, nigga   I'm rollin thick   And my click, got my back   Alert, and my studio is ready to attack   And when you learn your lesson   Bout steppin in my direction   Take time out   And ask yourself one question      [Chorus till fade]