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Yeah
Uh
You already know it's me, man, the Big G
I was 16, pullin' up with foreign whips and shi, poppin' out on my block
Hunnid thousand in jewels on
Ten thousand in my pockets, both pockets, man
Two-thousand-dollar fits, I swear to God, this back then, way back when
We showed you ngas how to do this shi, man
We been flexin' 'round the city
Gettin' all the bad bcs, havin' motion, doin' what we wanted
And we was steppers, we showed you ngs not to play with us, for real, look
I'm the reason
I'm the reason
I'm the reason
I'm the reason ngs rap about they set
I was the first one to put my dead man's around my neck, all baguettes
I was puttin' work in 'round the clock, ain't get no fkin' rest
When we saw threats on the internet, we put opps to the test
If his head worth some money, got a youngin, come collect
Never fumble on no hit, they hop out broad day, come correct
Let the clip off, now they runnin', handgun hit like a TEC
But I told them **** the streets, you better get that ****in' check, nga
Cut that weight off me, now I'm right back in full effect
Tell me how you hatin' on me, and I'm the reason you got respect, nga
I ain't trippin', I stuff hollow tips all in my Vek
I stay ready to make a mess, 7.62 rip that vest, nga
I'm a dawg off the leash, won't end up in no vet
I'm a Lamb', 'Rari, new McLaren, nga, I ain't no 'Vette whipper
Ball with me, check, they ain't see me next
Got these suckers stressed, everything VS, yes
It's my season, they ain't believe me
Watch your mouth, you bleed for that, I'm the reason ngas check
I'm the reason they get rich and leave they block, but still go back
I'm the reason all these young ngas tryna rap, want to catch a hat
I'm the reason for them blessings, I'm the reason my bth flexin'
Your bth sendin' paragraphs, and I'm the reason why she textin'
Everybody got a bag, and I'm the reason in my section
I'm the reason they don't come outside, we taught they ass a lesson, uh
Pull Maybachs in
Nga, my whole team winnin' like the Pac-10
Broski get a hunnid sold as soon as the pack land
Rockin' yellow rose gold, my diamonds African
I got rich white money, but I'm a black man
Flow dope I got 'em hooked just like the crack gen
Up that 40, now they shook, can't take back what they said
Every nga diss my brother in the 'Raq, they dead
Bullets tap they head, yeah
I was fightin' a fed case, but I did not go fed
Pay my lawyer bread, then went and tuck my kids in bed
I'm still havin' nightmares, I wake up seein' red
Think back, if it weren't for rap, where would I be instead?
Prolly, prolly jail, prolly, prolly dead, prolly
I take care of my mama, I'm the man, Charlie
Yellin', "Free my partners," my boy kept it solid
Took his time, he comin' home even though he got ten bodies
It's my season, they ain't believe me
Watch your mouth, you bleed for that, I'm the reason ngas check
I'm the reason they get rich and leave they block, but still go back
I'm the reason all these young ngas tryna rap, want to catch a hat
I'm the reason for them blessings, I'm the reason my bth flexin'
Your bitch sendin' paragraphs, and I'm the reason why she textin'
Everybody got a bag, and I'm the reason in my section
I'm the reason they don't come outside, we taught they as a lesson, uh
I'm the reason
I'm the reason
I'm the reason
I'm the reason
I'm the reason
I'm the reason
I'm the reason
(Cannon, Cannon went crazy)



















































