Lyrics:

(feat. The Dove Shack) [G Child] Mr. President, hey, this is the G Child Spacekateers, I'm back baby yes I'm back And Mr. President you're not chillin in the house baby You're not chillin in the house Ya know why? huh? huh? Should I tell ya? You know why? Yeah.. cuz ya ya ya ya chillin in the shack beeyatch! [Chorus x2] This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel Its ya muthafuckin third letter of ya alphabet put Knight at the individ its a nigga you can't get with funky styles, I be showin niggaz I be blowin niggaz straight out they socks, because The Dove Shack is comin more twisted than dredlocks now plot on the shack if you wanna but if you get caught slipping we will be dippin down your block just to street sweep your spot, nigga but you can still follow along, grab ahold of my nut sack because I've got the doja oh I haven't told ya much love to my nigga Warren He's a G, hook me, now I'm gettin funky I'm chillin with my feet up on the table in the shack with my revolver, problem solver waitin for a nigga to fuck with this so I can let his ass know who he is [Chorus x2] This is the shack, this is how we act Caps I peel, flex my steel [2 Scoops] Its the nigga 2 Scoops, the Long Beach Eastsider niggaz start to duck when I come cuz I'm a ridah so I suggest you get the 411 on the shack we peelin caps to the front, then we peel em back approachin the wrong way, with no delay I blast your ass draw for the gat but the Scoop is much faster you can't miss me with that, step in my path I let the AK ripper cut that ass in half-a

 

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