[Kool G Rap]
Bitch, don't try to settle me down
I eat, sleep, fuck, skeet, gas-pedal around
Get out, meet up with kids that keep that metal around
We ain't pushing no gold medal, I don't meddle with clowns
Run a ten-thou' block a day, five Gs minimum
Tryna hop in some shit that got the double M emblem
Vest and a ratchet, army jacket, black Timberlands
Bitch, cry if you want, I'ma live to stack Benjamins
Caught this n***a that stunted, played him there in the street
Now his shorty blowing my dick out of fear of the beef
Tears on her cheek, don't ask me, I ain't gon' hurt her
But stay away from that lame ma, you know it's murder, murder
Them n***as on that other side is weak, they some burgers
Bump heads in the street, I put the heat to 'em, word up
All I need is some hooker stress, G keeps his hooks in check
Bitch, I should be in the V getting hook with neck
When I get back throw on the negligee and look your best
Hold on a minute, yeah yo, what's cookin neph'
Y'all n***as packing and ya acting like y'all shook to death
I'll be back bitch, my n***a just got jooks and wet
You let me find out, them n***as getting put to rest
5 Fam ride out, Queens borough, Brook' connect

[Chorus]
Look at me, yeah I'm your typical n***a
And I'm out to get despicable figures
Picture me, G, baby ten years from now, pick of the litter
Kids? That ain't even no shit to consider
I'm just your typical n***a
Look at me, yeah I'm your typical n***a
And I'm out to get despicable figures
Picture me, G, ten years from now, picking their litter
Kids that ain't even know shit to consider
I'm just your typical n***a