This is a song about "Haley g"

We call each other homie g,

Fuck that now trying get the money

I'm a grade a o g

Cause you love me, call me daddy

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Master, bubba, and lemon g,

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

G-unit would make of it!

It ain't hard to make money

But apparently its talent g,

But make sure if they do see

But they can't do nothing to a g/

But ion show no love g

Now i can draw your face up pretty

You under me what's your color g?

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money