Creeping up a G sound

Lyrics：陶喆/Stan/Steven
Music：陶喆
Arranger：陶喆

(Jeff)
On a Saturday eve and I'm teippin' wit my pound in my three double
'O' with a tap on the G-Sound. 'round-like a wheel we was rollin'
down the 5 tiu the 1 to the deuce of westside.
Damn, I never seen so many tricks I was drippin' at my head put a
Stain on my thread-could it be just a schwang?(oh, no! that's just
the way we do it.)
I couldn't believe my eyes there was a jack with a flo'-like this, like
that and all. But bein' a 'G' with my pocket full O' money and my
money in my pocket I was breakin' em off proper with some east
coast style, like this, like that I'll lay you down like I always will, bitch,
'cause I'm Serving up the method comin' straight from the 24-7.

(Stanley)
If Ya' think bein' a star is just glamour and fame where everybody
recognizes your face and knows your name.
Well, take a look into the flip side open up your mind and let it find a
kid whose dreams came true but lost the only life he knew.
He had no time for parties. He had no time For girls, Working all
the time entertaining with his rhymes only time for his music.
So you see you're never gonna know what it's like to be me.

(Steven)
Steven, me, hangin' with my crew on a usual Sunday got nothin' to do.
So we cruise to lou's to bust some chill hangin', out front I see this girl
who 'phil' ed' my sights. man, she was fly didn't need drugs I was
creepin's on high.
So I crossed the street just to check those snoobs but I was stopped
by this, this dude. he looked sorta like guile sportin' a 7-foot 'fro
like it was outta style.
I socked him like it did nothin', he looked at me but wait. The next 3
that followed 1 by 1 sent 'em to the ground like a ton O'scooby snax.
I whupped his ass but still (ahhh) no mac.