If I Had A Verse On ‘’Nuthin’ But A G Thang’'

[Intro: MC Hammersmith]
Hello,em, right, em, yes
Here we, here we go

[Verse 1: MC Hammersmith]
One, two, three and to the four
MC Hammersmith's politely at your door
Driving around in the whip with my gangsta obsessions
Cadillac so low it's on antidepressants
Serving motherfuckers 'cause my raps are scarier
Schooling every rapper in my catchment area
You ball for life, that's debatable
I bag for life, that's sustainable
Dress fly in the hood and it gets them flocking
I look right on the street: zebra crossing
I move through the streets in the dark, I'm legit
Your boys won't find me in the hood, like a clit
When I hit record, I rap at my best
I snap in the booth: Kodak Express
Uh and your girl says my girth is large
'Cause she got just the tip: service charge
Your girl shags me, her style is kinkier
She puts out quick: fire extinguisher
I'm porking your girl, she's quick and she's witty
And she's a babe, too: Pig in the City
Step to my guns, that's a proper indiscretion
I've got more arms than an octopus convention
Holster my guns, and you know where they are
Two straps on my chest like I'm wearing a bra
When I raise my arm you'll get what I mean
Hand out pop, like a vending machine
Surprise motherfuckers, my gun shoots properly
I'll jump these squares with the iron: Monopoly
''Smoke weed and drive'' is the lesson I follow
I Cruise with a blunt: Edge of Tomorrow
And I've got a diamond watch, frankly it's lush
Ice on my wrist like I've been wanking too much