CMG (CUSTOM MADE GANGSTAS) - Hogg Da Lane lyrics

[talking:]

C.M.G., C.M.G. in here

Custom Made Gangstas, 0-6

Lil' Head, A.G. and Young Don

[Hook x4:]

These boys, blow out brains

And boss hogg the lane, got down South soul

[Lil' Keke:]

If it's green I got it, if it's purple I got it

Everytime I fire it up, you know it's something exotic

Cause I hog these lanes, enjoy this fame I never change

Put them thangs on all my frames, and swang

I'm in the Benz, coupe crawling with the top peeling

It's Sunday afternoon, I'm feeling like I'm one million

I got that burner on my hip, call him fo' nickel

You get you two slugs, trying to touch the vehicle

Blow out brains and pimp these dames, from gripping grain

Pop that trunk and cross that lane, for real mayn

It goes down, in the city we from

You hear the bang in the trunk, it just a bass and drum

So here I come and I bar none, acting bad

One on one, just me and the son Don

I'm just a monster, and my game is cold

C.M.G. baby, down South is soul

[Hook x4]

[A.G.:]

Yeah we hog the lane, like a 18 wheeler

From city to city, like a cocaine dealer

But I ride for the H, that's my domain nigga

And worked hard to get it, get on your game nigga

Instead of coming round here, with that jacking game

Cause all my niggaz, got a mean packing game

What I mean, shit they pack them thangs

That'll leave a nigga leaking, not speaking and splat your brain

And this year, it's simple and plain

Get money get money mo' money, shit that's all that I'm saying

Fuck the playing, leave that shit for them kids in the sandbox

I'm scratching like a musician, with two of the same glocks

Shit, I'm just living my plans out

And plus I'm a Custom Made Gangsta, so you know we stand out

Now Ke' put your hand out, while we getting this do'

And showing up on boys, on these inches and 4's

[Hook x4]

[Lil' Head:]

Strictly bidness and making moves, I'm bout all that

If you with it I'm with it, if you ain't then fall back

I'm chasing them tall stacks, trying to get my cake right

Affiliate myself with real, fuck living that fake life

Stay away from fake type, niggaz that hate to see me shine

My reply to that, is can you see me now

To the ones that's talking down, hate to see me live on TV

Shocking and body rocking, Southside with Keke

What's happening, slowly but surely you can't ignore me

Been at the bottom, now it's time to see the glory

Catch me grain gripping, I ain't tripping your dame wishing

She was on my side, while them chromey thangs sticking

I'm fo' sipping, dro twisting

C.M.G. affiliated, for you hoes listening

Lil' Head the general, respect my name

Respect my gangsta, respect my game yeah mayn

[Hook x4]