(feat. Bobby Valentino)    [Romeo: talking]  (Im G-U-T-T-A)  Its about that time man  You know  Its time to give these dudes a reality check  You ain't ready you don't know whats real  Told em they can't shine like me  You ain't be pulling up like me home boy  Listen to this  You either wit us or wit us  CAUSE WE WON'T BE STOPPED!  G's Up    [Hook: Bobby Valentino]  When I'm pulling up  The girls they stop and stare  And Haters hate on me  When I'm pulling up  I see wrist hanging out the window waiting patiently  When I'm pulling up  In something foreign something foreign next to me  When I'm pulling up  My music's bumping tey keep coming down the streets  When I'm pulling up    [Verse 1: Romeo]  Oooh what it be like  Me, I don't need like I'm a star   Dog I'm to bright  Earlobe of karrots  Bank rolls of cabage  I'm God's Gift  Dog I'm not your avaerage  Grill shining, chick just smiling  But if you have two then chick get violent  Back to the whips  Let me show you what I'm riding  A prince on your hands  They follow me like I'm simon    [Hook]    [Verse 2: Romeo]  I'm a solider, I'm all of that  Posted up on the block  Where then hustlers at  Blend in with the saints  I'mma quaterback  Somethin ain't right I call the hood back  G's Up, pops just relax I'm about to bring it back  The son of a hustler and thats a fact  Black tint, black whip, black chick, black kicks  Low song dog I'm a black prince  Back to the chick man they come from all places  Body like beyonce eyes like asians  Tall model chicks with to the prettiest faces  I see some cuties with some bootys  Even caucasians  Pullin up and all the haters haten  Like a earthquake how I keep the ground shaken  Run with Bobby V history in the making  If Gutta music ain't on the chain f**k the necklace    [Hook]