Lyrics:
beats...I stick to yo' moms, nigga!
(Memphis Bleek)
JUST BLAZE!!!
Roll up a L, pour glass in that Arme
Young E's had game since the days of Atari
Since
F'real, uh
Oh boy, due to the graphic game-orienfestedness
Of this program, viewer discretion is advised
I promise you pimpin', I mean that
I'm that pretty lil bih pretty mathafucka
41020 in this madafacka
To mi niño en el sur moviendo las placa
Esto e música pa g ratatatatata
I ain't
clearly when you're gone
I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights
No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch
I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night
Oh,
r-e-s-p-e-c-t
When you see me out with my g's
Moto live it loud and bun trees
From the dirt rise through the concrete
Oh your girl was looking at me
When she saw
traumas
Enough to make you lose your ground
No matter what happen
Just represent and put it down
I feel I owe this to the
Real g's across the nation not
(Aye, aye)
She love dat, BBC
Put in dat work, like Eazy E
No limit, no limit, G Eazy
Give her a rough ride, E-v-e
Chains VVS so they envy me (Yes)
Save up
By 12 am,ka m kpoo gi,babe a si m na I n'abago
Gi na nwanyi,gi na nwanyi,I ka ji your destiny atu ludo,jonsing man
Mu na some men ka mu anya na e
the good times or for the bad
We still homies
Though we, be homies sometimes
But you know me cause we, be's homies
These be phonies, but real G's show me
Real talk, my mommy try hard but I dash right in to bad things
Money give me feeling that a gal can't
I just wanted G's but it turn me to a gangsta
[Scoob:]
Hah hah, hey hey, laugh now nigga
My man's right behind you, Kane pull the trigger
I don't play, I'm from the hill where shit is real
ladies over
Tell em this is Y-M-E so when you come you cant leave sober
You would think she came with buttons by the way that I control her
Put her
on them
Stop the N word ting my brudder come with something different
Be different my brudder
On real I really hope you here brudder
Dark skin g some
BASS RIFF: (BASS STRING) (doubled) E-Ab-A-Bb-B-Bb-A-Ab ) (x4)
MAIN RIFF (IN VERSE): A (chord), then bass string G-E-G (ad lib)
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
5g network for real wey dey
make me dey high like this
even if i rise and fall on the ground
i go stand pon it
know how it goes, tell 'em turn up the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright,
how it goes, tell 'em turn off the stereo
Ain't nuthin' but a G thang, baby
Def Jam got the place goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright,
(Obie's your cousin?)
Please believe it, I'm as "Down to Earth" as Chris Rock
Gettin' hit by trucks, starin' at twat
A big cannon in you G-spot
Me not
shout for me when I'm angry
Yeah, Hollygrove, biatch
Sloppy like Joe, you better go get G-I
All my guns knee high, M-O-N-E-Y
That's what I rely on,
shit
Yea, hell yea, uh brought to you by the realest motherfuckers in this game
The infamous terror squad, yea, real niggas, real dons
Real G's
cause I'm really me
That's why they hate on me, I'm never switching on my
Fucking team I gotta keep it G
I'm IE, till I D.I.E, you know where I be,
a pretty young thang that's a P.Y.T!
Before anyone else that's a B.A.E!
Beautiful lil thing right a B.L.T.
Baby! I need you! To need me!
Real real busy
the whole (P I E)
But I ain't comfortable sharing with no (P I G)
Real recognize real if i need to (C I D)
You cant be by me (B Y E)
This gon last forever i
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