Fiend - Walk Like A

Chorus (2x): You gotta walk like a "g"
Talk like a "g", walk like a "g"
I got em lovin my drug dealer strut

[Fiend]
Somethin about the way I make moves, some think it the shoes And just,
uh, mu'fuckas like to blame it on TRU
When I do, what I do, and talk that slang
Makin the hardest street niggaz askin me can they hang
Ain't no thang, but you must wear khakis or ?G-bose?
Neck touchin some gold, and fully don't love hoes
Blowin smoke out ya nose, keep a box of optimos
Hustlin so you can come up on the pearl, proper rose
Up in clubs, rock in clothes, big ballas have never seen
Keep their mind wanderin and steady servin fiends
In my jeans a 9 gat, jack, because of my rep
My other pocket full of money, givin me this funny step