Win the G
Johnny O.C./O.C. Lyrics


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[Chorus]
Yo O.C. are you ready to win the G?
The Gusto is comin home with me
Yo Bumpy Knucks are you ready to win the G?
The Gusto is comin home with me
Yo O.C. are you ready to win the G?
The Gusto is comin home with me
Yo Bumpy Knucks are you ready to win the G?
The Gusto is comin home with me
Comin home with me (comin home with me) comin home with me
Rrrrahhhh!

Who got the hardest, MC style, ever created?
Who got celebrity, status, and is still underrated?
Who got them two glock nines that be black and nickel plated?
And I'll blow a nigga's chest out, to keep me motivated
My periphreal, sees MC's, that ain't nice with these
So all my new rivalries'll be, MC robberies
I got these niggaz shook like, Shake-N-Bake, cook like
I knock your punk ass out, wake you up, and I show you
What I look like, who's that MC, that thinks that he can fuck with
F-are-E-D-D-I-E, excuse me, Bumpy Knucks
I don't give a fuck, if it's friend or foe
This shit is my job to let you niggaz know so don't take it personal
When I stick this verse in you, I don't know what you gon' do
Even if you get your crew I'll walk through the stage
Like it's Hoe Stroll Avenue, tappin on them pockets
Puttin tabs on your revenue, now dig this
It's mad niggaz that be thinkin they nice with they flow
It's mad niggaz that be frontin like they holdin some dough
It's mad niggaz that'll challenge me and after the show
They Don't want to Be Players no mo', like Joe
Niggaz try and come at me, with contemporary gangsta
Fusion I'm smashin with the simple shit I'm usin
Bashin and bruisin, who's in charge, BUMPY
Step up in my face I leave your forehead LUMPY

[Chorus]

I bring the pain like a slice to your vein, fuck your fame
Platinum and gold plate, don't hold no weight
I be that, prophetic soul drainer, ain't a motherfucker
In his right mind steppin in my cipher tryin to take mine
From West coast to East I'm full-fledged
Bust the science, niggaz better know the ledge
O see all, I G off, enemy I spot you
Two rhymes to my one verse, you go first
You tasteless face it, I engrave my name in your scalp
Like Damien, out for world domination
Don't get me wrong, I don't represent 666 figures
I'm just out to make figures
Who holds the threshold, to be the best
I crunch niggaz with my gold teeth like, vegetables
Carnivorous deliverance, murder one nemesis
Like a virgin, I snatch your innocence
Talkin bank robberies when you rhyme, hold up
You turn pussy on the mic when I roll up
Coca-Cola, a fission like soda
While you say butter, I'ma say Mazola
Money folder hold a grudge cold like a polar bear
Thug niggaz what? Blowin up spots like a SCUD

Win the G, win the G
Win the G, RRRRAHHHH!

Who's that New York nigga left, that be nice like B.I.
G.I., niggaz can't see I, see why?
You new poppin niggaz, and you crew hoppin niggaz
Step up in my face, and Bumpy be, 2Pa-cin niggaz
If this bitch up in yo' heart, I'ma find it
If you think I'm talkin to you, then just rewind it
I got six shots behind this, even with a vest on
Ya yellin, because I aim for the melon
I'm a felon, and I bet you never, been in a fight
Kinda like you really, never said shit on this mic
So if I diss a nigga hustlin that makes me a displayer
And if you buy my record twice, that makes you a two-payer/toupee-er
And if your girl like Donna Karan, that makes her a DK-er
And cause I hate your punk ass, that don't make you no playa
Without this record business shit you niggaz is broke as fuck
Smokin weed smokin woolies while I smoke your luck
And while your flow needs, medical aid
I just appear on niggaz shit, and I still get paid
Now where's my G nigga?

What niggaz'll think they made of steel and want to play brave?
Bitch MC's will find theyself in the grave
I make slaves of niggaz in ways never made
Voice like an Ox or better yet sharp as a blade
Intense the moment like sex when I'm bonin
Iller than Caligula brainwashed the Romans
I set it, let it be known, better beware, better be careful
Who dared to oppose my phenomenal flows, how dare you?
I smite your ass quick fast like Flash runnin past your ass
Niggaz'll end up with whiplash
But for the moment, I'm zonin, any opponents
I'ma cut it short right now, because this rap shit we own it





Come up off that cash nigga

Overall Meaning

In the song "Win the G" by Johnny O.C./O.C., the chorus asks if O.C. and Bumpy Knuckles are ready to win the G (money or a prize). The lyrics are about asserting dominance in the rap game and expressing confidence in their abilities as MCs. The verses are filled with clever rhymes, boasting about their skills and taunting any potential rivals. They also convey a sense of aggression and physical violence, with references to guns and "knocking punk asses out." O.C. emphasizes his ability to "bring the pain" and his status as an underrated artist. He also criticizes other rappers for "frontin like they holdin some dough" and not being able to match his simple yet effective flow.


The song reflects the competitive nature of hip-hop in the 1990s and the importance of asserting oneself as the top MC. The lyrics are filled with bravado and swagger, with O.C. and Bumpy Knuckles flexing their lyrical muscles and daring anyone to challenge them. The chorus repeats the line "The Gusto is comin home with me" as a way of saying that they will emerge victorious and claim the prize.


Overall, "Win the G" is a classic example of the aggressive, in-your-face style of rap that was popular in the 1990s. O.C. and Bumpy Knuckles deliver their verses with energy and precision, showcasing their skills as skilled wordsmiths and talented MCs.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo O.C. are you ready to win the G?
Are you prepared, O.C., to achieve greatness?


The Gusto is comin home with me
I will be victorious and claim the glory


Yo Bumpy Knucks are you ready to win the G?
Are you prepared, Bumpy Knucks, to achieve greatness?


Comin home with me (comin home with me) comin home with me
The victory is mine and it will be mine forever


Who got the hardest, MC style, ever created?
Who possesses the most intense and powerful style of an MC ever crafted?


Who got celebrity, status, and is still underrated?
Who has achieved fame and recognition but is still undervalued?


Who got them two glock nines that be black and nickel plated?
Who possesses two powerful guns that are black and coated with nickel?


And I'll blow a nigga's chest out, to keep me motivated
I will forcefully and violently attack someone to maintain my motivation


My periphreal, sees MC's, that ain't nice with these
I have a keen awareness of MCs who lack skill and talent


So all my new rivalries'll be, MC robberies
My new conflicts with other MCs will result in me dominating and defeating them


I got these niggaz shook like, Shake-N-Bake, cook like
I have instilled fear and intimidation in these individuals, causing them to tremble


I knock your punk ass out, wake you up, and I show you
I will violently knock you unconscious, revive you, and humiliate you further


What I look like, who's that MC, that thinks that he can fuck with
Who is that foolish MC who believes they can compete with or challenge me?


F-are-E-D-D-I-E, excuse me, Bumpy Knucks
My name is Eddie and I apologize, but Bumpy Knucks is superior to you


I don't give a fuck, if it's friend or foe
I don't care if the person is an ally or an enemy


This shit is my job to let you niggaz know so don't take it personal
It is my duty to inform and educate you individuals, so don't take offense


When I stick this verse in you, I don't know what you gon' do
When I deliver this powerful verse to you, I am uncertain of your response


Even if you get your crew I'll walk through the stage
Even if you gather your crew, I will confidently and effortlessly dominate the stage


Like it's Hoe Stroll Avenue, tappin on them pockets
Just like walking confidently on a street filled with prostitutes, I will tap into your pockets for financial gain


Puttin tabs on your revenue, now dig this
I am closely monitoring and calculating your earnings, understand this


It's mad niggaz that be thinkin they nice with they flow
There are numerous individuals who mistakenly believe they possess exceptional rapping skills


It's mad niggaz that be frontin like they holdin some dough
There are numerous individuals who falsely present themselves as wealthy


It's mad niggaz that'll challenge me and after the show
There are numerous individuals who will challenge me, but after our encounter, they will no longer want to compete


They Don't want to Be Players no mo', like Joe
They will no longer desire to be players or engage in competition, similar to Joe


Niggaz try and come at me, with contemporary gangsta
Individuals attempt to confront me with modern gangster style


Fusion I'm smashin with the simple shit I'm usin
I am combining and dominating with my straightforward and uncomplicated approach


Bashin and bruisin, who's in charge, BUMPY
I am inflicting pain and injury, establishing my authority, Bumpy Knucks is in control


Step up in my face I leave your forehead LUMPY
If you dare to confront me, I will cause significant swelling and injury to your forehead


I bring the pain like a slice to your vein, fuck your fame
I inflict intense agony comparable to a deep cut to your veins, ignoring your worthless reputation


Platinum and gold plate, don't hold no weight
The success of achieving platinum and gold status holds no significance or influence


I be that, prophetic soul drainer, ain't a motherfucker
I am the one who drains the souls and spirits of others, no one can compare


In his right mind steppin in my cipher tryin to take mine
No one in their right mind would enter my sphere of influence and attempt to take what is rightfully mine


From West coast to East I'm full-fledged
From the West coast to the East coast, I am fully committed and formidable


Bust the science, niggaz better know the ledge
I am sharing profound knowledge and wisdom, individuals should be aware and educated


O see all, I G off, enemy I spot you
I possess extensive vision and perception, I recognize and identify my enemies


Two rhymes to my one verse, you go first
I effortlessly produce two rhymes for every one verse I deliver, you may proceed first


You tasteless face it, I engrave my name in your scalp
You lack flavor and originality, accept it, I leave a permanent mark by etching my name into your scalp


Like Damien, out for world domination
Similar to the character Damien from the film 'The Omen,' I am determined to achieve global dominance


Don't get me wrong, I don't represent 666 figures
Do not misunderstand, I am not aligned with satanic associations


I'm just out to make figures
I am solely focused on accumulating wealth and financial success


Who holds the threshold, to be the best
Who possesses the power and ability to be the greatest


I crunch niggaz with my gold teeth like, vegetables
I effortlessly crush and overpower individuals using my gold teeth, similar to crushing vegetables


Carnivorous deliverance, murder one nemesis
I deliver deadly and aggressive attacks, killing any enemy or rival


Like a virgin, I snatch your innocence
Just like taking someone's virginity, I forcefully take away your purity and naivety


Talkin bank robberies when you rhyme, hold up
You speak of committing bank robberies in your lyrics, pause and reconsider


You turn pussy on the mic when I roll up
When I arrive on the scene, you become weak and timid on the microphone


Coca-Cola, a fission like soda
I am explosive and energetic like carbonated soda


While you say butter, I'ma say Mazola
While you use a less significant term, I will use a brand name associated with superiority


Money folder hold a grudge cold like a polar bear
I keep a strong and long-lasting resentment, similar to the coldness of a polar bear


Thug niggaz what? Blowin up spots like a SCUD
Thug individuals are causing chaos and destruction similar to a SCUD missile


Who's that New York nigga left, that be nice like B.I.
Who is that remaining exceptional rapper from New York, comparable to the greatness of the late B.I.G.?


G.I., niggaz can't see I, see why?
I possess a level of skill and talent that others cannot comprehend, do you understand?


You new poppin niggaz, and you crew hoppin niggaz
You newcomers and individuals who frequently change crews


Step up in my face, and Bumpy be, 2Pa-cin niggaz
If you confront me directly, I will aggressively attack and overpower you, similar to 2Pac


If this bitch up in yo' heart, I'ma find it
If there is any vulnerability or weakness within you, I will discover and exploit it


If you think I'm talkin to you, then just rewind it
If you believe I am specifically addressing you, rewind and listen again


I got six shots behind this, even with a vest on
I possess six deadly shots behind me, even if you are wearing protective armor


Ya yellin, because I aim for the melon
You are screaming in pain because I target and strike your head


I'm a felon, and I bet you never, been in a fight
I am a criminal, and I wager that you have never engaged in a physical altercation


Kinda like you really, never said shit on this mic
It is as if you have never actually uttered any meaningful words on this microphone


So if I diss a nigga hustlin that makes me a displayer
If I criticize someone's work ethic, it simply means I am expressing my viewpoint


And if you buy my record twice, that makes you a two-payer/toupee-er
If you purchase my album twice, it means you are loyal and supportive


And if your girl like Donna Karan, that makes her a DK-er
If your girlfriend appreciates Donna Karan fashion, she is a supporter of that brand


And cause I hate your punk ass, that don't make you no playa
And just because I dislike you, it does not give you any credibility as a player


Without this record business shit you niggaz is broke as fuck
Without the music industry, you individuals are completely destitute


Smokin weed smokin woolies while I smoke your luck
You waste your time smoking marijuana while I steal your opportunities and fortune


And while your flow needs, medical aid
Your rap skills require urgent medical assistance


I just appear on niggaz shit, and I still get paid
I make guest appearances on other artists' work and still receive payment


Now where's my G nigga?
Now where is my payment, my friend?


What niggaz'll think they made of steel and want to play brave?
Which individuals believe they are invincible and attempt to act courageous?


Bitch MC's will find theyself in the grave
Incompetent MCs will discover their own demise and downfall


I make slaves of niggaz in ways never made
I forcefully dominate and enslave individuals in unprecedented manners


Voice like an Ox or better yet sharp as a blade
My voice is as powerful and resonant as an ox, or even sharper like a blade


Intense the moment like sex when I'm bonin
I intensify the atmosphere like sexual activity when I am in my prime


Iller than Caligula brainwashed the Romans
I am more powerful and influential than Caligula, the Roman Emperor who manipulated his people


I set it, let it be known, better beware, better be careful
I establish my dominance and authority, informing others to be cautious and mindful


Who dared to oppose my phenomenal flows, how dare you?
Who has the audacity to challenge my exceptional rap skills and abilities?


I smite your ass quick fast like Flash runnin past your ass
I swiftly and decisively strike you, comparable to The Flash surpassing you in speed


Niggaz'll end up with whiplash
Individuals will suffer from whiplash as a result of my rapid and forceful actions


But for the moment, I'm zonin, any opponents
But for now, I am focused and detached, ready to confront any rivals


I'ma cut it short right now, because this rap shit we own it
I will conclude here, because the rap industry is under our control


Come up off that cash nigga
Hand over your money, my friend


Win the G, win the G
Achieve victory and secure the glory


Win the G, RRRRAHHHH!
Achieve victory and triumph, expressing excitement and aggression




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CHRISTOPHER E MARTIN, FREDDY FOXX, OMAR GERRYL CREDLE

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