Lyrics:
by the gun. D.J. at the party ain't played one hit,
best slap the D.E.G., put the fade on it. Even before the song is done,
she want the giddy off
the beat step in
Infectious, a key message
Don G
Never taken
Respect is what I be chasin' Embracin' the proclamations of greatness that I've been strivin
to the suites, anywhere we can meet
Then live on to Compton, Slausen swap meet
Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
By G's, and B.G's, O.G's, its time to ride
be the ugliest homie in the gang
But your all in the game if your rollin in thangs
'cause girls don't care about how a nigga strivin
All they want
B-lo
(East side of that B-lo)
Black and pink doors
Neck lit up like it's Reno
(Neck lit up like it's Reno, ah)
Big man, shotgun formation, Dan Marino
the smoke, on this M-IC
(no, no) i go by Unknown, K-IN-G (KING)
Word around the town, I'm K-IN-G (KING)
K-in-g, k-in-g (king)
Word around the town, I'm K-IN-G
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it
(money, money, money by the ton)
[Child:] Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy?
[Mother:] I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker
He's just stand by the goddamn
paths on a search to be free
Suspicion felt corruption had a piece of Gotee
Success had me stressed like the G-Mo-be
Cee-Lo's verse on "Thought Process"
mind, you can step the fuck off, pops, fuck you
Had to play catch by myself, what a sorry sight
A pitiful plight, so I pray for a starry night
Please
original gangsters
G O G O G O
G.O G.O G.O
E ma lo shi na si o si o
G.O G.O G.O
G.O G.O G.O
E ma lo shi na si o si o
G.O G.O level up lori GOD
G.O G.O fo
gangsters
G O D G O D G O D
G O D G O D G O D
Wo e ma lo shi na si o si o
G O D G O D G O D
G O D G O D G O
Wo e ma lo shi na si o si o
G O G O level up
deep, beat sleep
With a Mossberg wrapped in my seats
Three deep in my Jeep, chief, run with the Young Gunz
Strugglin' and strivin', that's how
he know that it's only G-O after life? My nigga been learned wrong
I don't plan on goin' to heaven, I'm tryin' to get ready for the resurrection
But
Fallin' through the cracks, blinded by the lies we given
Seen these g's on these streets bleed freely but why?
It seem too many of us born to die
But
than I thought it would
By now I thought I'd live it up in Hollywood
But the people all around me are just wish-I-coulds
They ain't strivin' to be better
resources,
praise God, and hope, for the best.
I over came everything
Every obstacle tryin' to hold me down
And young G that's a shame
The way brothers
of ?:
'I like to start off by saying that prison is truly a living hell
It is a place where love and compassion are looked upon as weaknesses
Yeah it's the talk of New York (yeah, yeah, yeah nigga!)
Mixed with that N.W.A. shit (what up? real talk of New York nigga)
I mean that G-Unit shit
Estoy haciendo lo que quiero por aquí
Prod by mikno suena bien machín
Me lo propuse y lo conseguí
Pa' mi es un gusto producirle a los G's
Estoy
Hi未來
詞曲:簡迷離GEMINI (蘇娜Suna 加百利Gabryl)
我有些怕你把我丟在路上
不帶我玩你的遊戲
直到我快要走進你的區域
電流就穿過我身體
di di di di do
la la la li lo
c-o-m-i-n-g, o
l-o-v-i-n-g
di di di
Pluck
Now I'm on a come up, I'm strugglin' I'm strivin'
Got to watch my back for them nigga's who be robbin'
I went on a spree, robbed a nigga for
Guerrilla flows
Still on that same shit, same time
Still from that same clique, same side
Real niggas ain't impressed by the stories they bring
When it's all
that's the life we livin'
Drivin', that's how we driven
Strivin, you must be robin
'Cause I ain't given
Shoot ya guns
[Chorus]
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