This is a song about "G"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Trying to be a cool g

Do you think i'm crazy

But ion show no love g

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Im a emcee heavy weight,quicker than g

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

A demon that feeds of my inner g

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Can't forget the rap-singers nate dogg and warren g,

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

G-unit would make of it!

With a fronted silent g.

It ain't hard to make money

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

But they can't do nothing to a g/