You can try that herb sign "V.S.O.P."   You can try that herb sign "V.S.O.P."   You can try that herb sign "V.S.O.P."   You can try that herb sign "V.S.O.P."      Very fine, yeah, V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P.   V.S.O.P., ohh come on   Very fine, yeah, V.S.O.P, V.S.O.P.   V.S.O.P., ohh come on      Alright, first off then let me introduce my self   I'm the C to the O-L-D, one eighty seven   Ooh, I heard that the player with the speech   'Cause it's me KMG, more flex then sex of the bitch      Ooh yes, my brother takes two to the tangle   And since we got them when we get them   We better use the right angle   So I'm push, push in the back of the bush      'Cause it's a wonderful for feelin'   Yeah, 'cause we got the good for y'all suckers in ninety deuce   The whole part of gaffle, the whole gallon of zeuce   So I'ma ease up on them, real quick watch me hit them      Brothers fall on the racial, what we hit them up for   'Cause when I'm on the bounce, I roll wit the set then comin' out   To take your car, your women, your whole damn house   So now I strapped with the quickness "Yeah"   I flex my ends into my Benz and let God be the witness      Ooh, I'm finna teach you how the body slam, let me show you   But steppin' to my ball I got somethin' dope for you   So hold zone, to my Willie   And don't be scared when we do the bug boogie      Yeah, it's like bam bam, bam bam, that's the sound of my heater   When the ill stuff jumps   I keep it strickly confidential, bulletproof is requested   Got the fits in my hand and I've already blessed it      So toast to the record G   'Cause I'm C-O-L-D, the beat is kinda helpin' and I'm tipsy   'Cause every thing is on the one, it's a natural high   When I get to the hook of the joint, you know why      Everything is fine   When you're rollin' with your homies and a little bit of V.S.O.P.   All the niggaz gettin' high   With a whole lot of chronic and a gallon of a V.S.O.P.      If you wanna feel fine   Free your mind to the mega shots of V.S.O.P.   Now you gotta get hype   And you turn into G with a little bit of V.S.O.P.      To G or not to G, which is the answer, out of control   Console your soul   Yeah, they're schemin' on the big hit and tryin' find a quick pick   Lookin' for a real shit      Hold up, but that's counterfeit   On the real the funk don't appeal   You think you got clout, but you really down and out   So hold on tight, as we take you down the running way   How many, how many times I got to tell you that I don't play?      Ooh and if you don't know, I have to change my barrel   'Cause I roll on my ride around the way to Sack   Ooh, yeah we did it like Venus   See it's been like 89 since the last time you've seen us      Tell me, my peoples did you miss me on the real   Who's never paper tramps like holly field   Yeah, vision this, that sucker tried to sky me   When I'm harder then Kuwait or California earthquake      'Cause I got the munchies for your love so come and kick it   But you better come prepared cause it gets kinda wicked   Yeah, 'cause you can walk a blank if you schemin' for my bank      Don't play me like a trick, yo my name ain't Marry   'Cause every thing is on the one, it's a natural high   When I get to the hook of the bullet, you know why      Everything is fine   When you're rollin' with your homies   And a little bit of V.S.O.P.   When I was at the mall the other day      I saw some homies and I offered them some V.S.O.P.   At the party was pumpin'   When the brother bailed in with a gang of V.S.O.P.   At the end of the jam   You should all run out and get a gallon of V.S.O.P.      V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P.   V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P.   V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P.   V.S.O.P. Ohh, come on, V.S.O.P. Ohh, come on   Uh uh yeah, come on, V.S.O.P. Ohh, come on   Very fine, V.S.O.P., V.S.O.P.