Rydah J. Klyde - G500 lyrics

[Mac Dre:] I'm finna let you know what time it is Like I'm a vato Every word I'm rhyming b**h It's hard to swallow I'm a model, desperado I got b**hes in Novato All the way to Colorado Instructions they follow I'm ricky ricardo When I say it Lucy do it She bit it, and chew it I want nothing to do with Most b**hes cause most b**hes is broke b**hes I yoke b**hes with no witness My four-fifth is My close pal I'm so wild I show wild get smoked out I blow clouds of dopechild I'm mean for the ends and got ice in my my ring I got screens in the benz before the licesnse plate came Might with a s**y in strange motel It's Thizzelle And yes he in a Range rovelle I'm like c**aine for sale, I'm cooked Get your hook I'm the dope [? ] [Rydah J. Klyde:] I'm cooler than cool I'm ice cold Slid on my watch and it stopped Becasue time froze Like heron in your nose Just wait till n***as doze off and sleep Now the hoes tryin to creep Throwin there cloths off in the G I pulled off and see some hutches on the corner But just be Cause it's buisiness as usal Eat, p, and d But it's MD and me Drinkin and drivin the G, 5 double 0 Who you know that's flyer than we? And we ain't tryin to be It natural like the tobacco from the backwood I dumped out right before I rolled a sack full of that piss So much purple, man I been missin that b**h Wrapped her up and lit her up and we kissed Grabed the privilage gave my cap a twist Turned the b**h out just like turning coke to crack is just All in the wrist and the chain Not it was me, it wasn't the fame I was playin You hear what I'm saying It ain't a game