Lyrics:
wit' Shyne
In the mess hall wit' CBP on my neck
And walk the main line wit’ AT&T on my chest
The kid hit the streets he in a vest
Wit' a hoodrat from
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I'm everywhere
East, west
All over the u.s.
Nowwwww hashtag this
Hashtag that
Around the world
I G4 back
Now hashtag that
Hashtag this
I cut you off
G'll show you how to emcee
Live and direct from Hull City
Martin G'll show you how to emcee
Live and direct from HRE
Martin G'll show you how to emcee
Siamo i Chicago del 96'
Te lo schiaccio alla LeBron James
Sogno flex solo con i miei
Meister G, Morant NBA
Nuova rookie
Primo al draft
Salto e volo,
Double G least I keep an O with me
Ain't no hoe in me but like a thot bitch I let this gun blow for free
Double G least I keep an O with me
Ain't no
be moving on the low low
Real g's move in silence
I aint worried about no gram post
Yeah I bought that bitch a temple
She keep up with the tempo
Gee juh yuh juh gee yuh yaah yaah rrah
Been in the game we running this bus
Pleasure and pain that's what we living
Everyday its me the g's
Yow i
thang thang
Something in the street went, bang bang
Making it hard for you to do your thang thang
Something in the hall went, click click
G-Shock and the necklace
New G-Shock and the necklace
I'm in the mess hall gettin' lessons
Before we walked the yard, God blessed it
Play the day room,
Ti frattura anche l'osso del collo Gaston
Bello il doppio di quelli più belli
Per noi è proprio un re
Chiedi a tizo, a caio o a Stanley
Ti
Geef alles wat je hebt of jij word met een vlinder bedijt
Mannen dachten shit zo van dat ik hun klik heb bedreigt
Dats geen feit want trek ik iets my G
Intro:
Uh, check it out
No doubt son
Flatbush nigga
Yes yes y'all
It's that Hall Of Fame joint
This how we do it, tell em son
[Rampage]
Aiyo I pack
Du får mig garva slösa min tid
Om det finns guns det klart det finns krig
Bakk min grabb han har blivit g
Jag svär vi är fucked up fast in
Doing push ups until I’m 50
I hustle so hard
You can call me Nipsey
One day they will miss me
In the hall of fame bag of drillers making history
big as a Stanley (what)
They watching the kid like a nanny
I'm cooking that shit that's gonna get me a Grammy
Call my squad if it's war
They gon'
runs the show
When the stage is the G-H-E-T-T-O
Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either Peter, Jane, or John or Joe
But Joe can't shoot
runs the show
When the stage is the G-H-E-T-T-O
Which is the one to blame when bullets blow
Either Peter, Jane, or John or Joe
But Joe can't shoot
j'suis dans l'hall, j'suis dans une rue parallèle
La prostitution, la drogue, l'argent, où j'habite c'est pas la même
L'amour est mort, lieu à la
would be a heaven here for all these G's and all these c's and all these Z's; equal treatment for all the letters in between. (but I don't need no help)
comme Elon
Rien que ca fume, ca pilonne
Meilleur tos-ma d'Babylone
J'suis avec le gang ça tire
Fuck,
L'odeur d'mon boz l'attire
Mes putains de G'z sont
For all the G's in the house, better chief tonight
Y'all already know what's happenin'
(Chorus - 4X)
There they go, there they go
Wanna let then
the church house and the mess hall
That's why I address y'all, express all Big Dogg
with no flaws, yiggy yes yall touch y'all from up above
Show big love,
for you niggas gettin shot while I'm sayin this rhyme
Or niggas in the mess hall gettin shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me don't burn
a maze
Been drinkin' my life away, they can't stop me, I go brazy
Drunk drivin' in that G-Wagon, they tell it ain't safe
But I'm drunk drivin' in that
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