Where's da G's

Dizzee Rascal


publisher: ©Universal Music Publishing Group
writers: Bernard James Freeman, Chad L. Butler, Dylan Kwabena Mills
album: Track 4 in album Maths + English
release date: 2007-6-4
popularity : 10 users have visited this page.
genres: Electronic Hip Hop
styles: UK Garage/Grime
length: 4:54
producer: Dizzee Rascal
guest lead vocals: Underground Kingz
mixer: Cage
additional producer: Cage
assistant mixer: Alexis Smith
composer: Dizzee Rascal
lyricist: Dizzee Rascal, Pimp C, Bun B

Album Information

country(area): United States
script: Latin

Cover Art

Dizzee Rascal Maths + English cover art


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[Verse 1: Dizze Rascal]
You just make yourself sound gangsta when you're rapping on the beat
You're no dealer, you're not balling, you just get yourself in debt
Love to sit and listen but we know that you don't walk the walk
I know killers, I know gangsters, and they never heard of you
You ain't seen no ghetto action, who do you think you fooling, son?
You're no playa, you're no pimp, I think that you should read a book
You know that if it's on that you ain't drawing for no metal
Well if that's the case, then que sara and what will be will be
Where's the whips? Where's the cars?
Cause all I see is hype
Where's the hoes? Where's the gash?
Cause all I see is hype
How many real crooks on the TV?
Being real these days ain't easy
How many real crooks on the TV?
Being real these days ain't easy
[Verse 2: Bun B]
Too many ************s be lying about selling, buying and trafficking
Cause we don't believe you, need more people, y'all might as well just pack it in
Show me your workers, show me your shooters, lemme see the neighborhood you control
And if somebody trying to take your ****, let me see what you prepared to do
Are you really gon' man-up or *****-up? Just tell the truth for real
I don't think so cause you ain't built like that, so just be easy, *****
So stay the **** out of the way when them trill-*** *****s is on it
Trill recognize trill, so just respect it and check it

Where the Benz and where the hoes?
Where the cocaine? Where the o's?
You's a pimp, *****, where the track?
You say that you that you in hot pursuit
I got everything I say
On the West ask Ice-T
So hood I used to whip the d
Sweet Jones, Tony Snow, Percy Mack, Pimp see
Getting head in the H.O.V. lane
Wear a lot of red but it ain't no gang
I guess they think I still sell cocaine
Jumping out a red-candy thing
Before I tell them hoes ****, **** the law, they can eat my ****
Go to the pen and get with them punks
When they was up there getting ****ed in the butt


Track Listing

  • 1 World Outside
  • 2 Pussyole (Old Skool)
  • 3 Sirens
  • 4 Where's da G's
  • 5 Paranoid
  • 6 Suk My Dick
  • 7 Flex
  • 8 Da Feelin'
  • 9 Bubbles
  • 10 Excuse Me Please
  • 11 Hard Back (Industry)
  • 12 Temptation
  • 13 Wanna Be
  • 14 U Can't Tell Me Nuffin'