Ladies and Gentlemen!
I now welcome you to the Gangsta Grillz
(DJ DRAMA!)
You know what this is right?
This is that Gang-sta Grillz

Da, da, da grillz [x3]
(Ay Fab! They been waitin´ on this one!)

You see I come from the bottom
But I stay on the top
You might need a ladder shorty, cus I´m way on the top
That´s right I´m rich and I´m young like I stay on my top
And if you ask my bottom bitch bet she say I´m on top
I got no paper for slow hoes, so catch up bitch
The best could come to those who wait but I ain´t ketchup, bitch
I flip fast as the light switch (Hey!)
That´s right bitch (Hey!)
I don´t swing at anything just the right pitch
You over ate, you over the plate

Send her over, send her over, I red rover ya date
Tell ya boo-boo don´t get koo-koo, don´t head over to hate
You know how many people end up dead over they date?
She´s a groupie! When I head over it´s late
Then pull a Lupe, soon as the head´s over I skate
Yeah
I´m kick-pushin (Yes!)
Leave they ass wishin´ (Yes!)
I just push for the head, you could say I´m mushin´
Slide on these Nike´s with my name in the cushion
Same style as the plane they fly President Bush in
(okay, okay, okay)
And I´m gone with the wind
Mixtape bullshit I am on it again, yes

We back baby!
It´s Loso
I told you so, so you know so man
Streetfam
The city slicker is back baby (street fididididam)
Ay Drama man
Help me let these mo´fuckas know what´s goin´ on man (I don´t think they know baby)
These niggas´ is a little slow or somethin´ out here (Slap these niggas´ upside they head)
Finna catch these niggas up real quick
Let´s go
This is that Gangsta Grillz
Da, da, Da Grillz

I mean
It was only right
New year, new money
We had to connect
Why wouldn´t we?
They´re tryin to compete?
Get the fuck outta here
I ain´t gotta tell ya´ll niggas my name no more
AMG! Streetfididididam