Like That

[Verse 1] Guess who's back the only other corner black Infrared on the mac Looking for the more hoes like used to phone Star 69 a nigga fast to get him on Little homies in the hood that came up It used to be Tonka truck Now they got techs in the trunk With a tricky trigger finger dying to use it Old fiends in the hood still abusing cocaine Kinda glad to see the game ain't changed Just the people and the level of the evils Triple K tried to burn down the black church And don't give me that shit Bill Clinton wasn't the first president to get high And trick off his dick Once again I'm looking for a nine-to-five The road ain't no ho, neither is the inside Where you don't want to go And you might die quick if you ain't a soldier No, cause shit ain't right What went wrong When will he come forth to carry his home Where will he be safe without the chrome I don't know but until then I gotta go forth with the gusto I know that I'm a sinner But I'm a G and Imma be at that last dinner [Hook] And its like that, and its like that (x4) [Verse 2] Dropping bombs all day like Timmy McVeigh Taking out KKK schools like OJ And making a cool getaway I don't play I'm here to stay I can rock a party all day The ultimate task, you may ask I'm always first I'm never last Its not past tense speaking, its me Reggie P It won't be long before I (?) And you can do the same if you slide it right Come on over here, get live tonight We can do it left to right, or right to left And I won't stop the rhythm until the beat gets (?) [Hook] (x4) [Verse 3] Me and my brother we getting gone till the early morn Tweeking till the birds start chirping I roll with One brother quick to scrap (?) his grip bust your ass in the lip and take your heat No the shoes on the other feet Beat you down till you're black, blue, and bloody Pistol whip your buddies Run get your pop, get your money Setup shop in your spot bro Mind body and soul until the world blow My momma want me to stop But I'm addicted to the block looking for change So I flow But at the same time crime pays if you get away Straight jacket lock a nigga up and throw away the key Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies G [Verse 4] Check it out homie, it ain't about hits We'll be number one till you're convinced Well you're looking for the best You're wasting your time They don't come any better, were the top of the line We like fine wine Looking for the chedder Its a rat race To put the cheese in your face And its like that, its like that [Hook]