Tony Yayo - Gangsta Shit Lyrics

I hit a bitch ass nigga with the hammer
And have his ass singing like hannah montana
They flee to atlana, my chick a mariata
Bad bitch count guap young bank teller
G-units second to none we the top seller
Real estate crib come with the wine cellar
Drink like a sailor, smoke like a rasta
A box of bullets come with the revovler
Can't do prada blame it on fila
Carvalli give me more hunnies than a beehive
It's g5, everytime we fly
Wykiki got hoes by the beach tide

G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down
G's up, hoes down