Lyrics:
the baby wipes
Daddies gone and he made 'em sick
Yeah G we were sonning 'em
They really got tans we were sunning them
See them EQ dances there, we was
when she on cloud 9
All she want is the schlong
That joystick got her going donkey Kong
By the way I'm Trizzy G
Got your girl in a spacious V
Phantom
skate with the p's
Like he Pha-rell
Ya'll niggas butt cheek soft
cnd pretty hoe frail
While we make paper off the soft
cnd you can tell by the smell
I
Cuz I got a glock, bang (S.O.B the team)
Cuz I got a glock, bang
Solo
Feel like I'm playing a game that ain't loading
Call me po man cause I drank
a long hiatus
Motivation to make man famous
Word on the street is my bars dangerous
Nout Like yours bro who are you shaking
Too long I was bothered by
you can give
And raise a family G
But you gotta do your best slangin D-O-P-E
So keep a grip on yourself and stay mellow
And welcome to the ghetto
12
Flesh-n-bone:
23
Man, you know what's happenin?
5
11
Layzie bone:
50
I'm just tryin?to see if I could see what you see. [if you could see what
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O., uh
Back of my mind I hope she swallow (uh-huh)
Man She split a drink on my cream Wallows
Reach the gate, hungry
ain't no man of creaton
Once we encounter the killin' spree we on
My defects have G's bet on
Niggaz dollars get they rep on
Speakin' with heat ? could
Now what you bout, shoppin' sprees?
(Yes in-fuckin'-deed)
Benz and Navigator keys?
(Yes in-fuckin'-deed)
A bank account with fifty G's?
(Yes
broke round the block
Chase cars eat dust and G don't stop
Smoker, you needed drugs for your next high
You pull a gat on my bad side
Alright man
hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man
Shit that's her"
She roll with them G Unit niggas
That's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take
the D-F-E-R-G with the homies
A-$-A-P, T-R-A-P, L-O-R-D, nigga, pay me
Yeezy comin' through, please, believe me
Ya'll niggas cheesy, lookin' all greasy
Y'all
[Featuring Johnny P]
Verse One: Belo
Since I'm 'Lo let me flex this
If there's somethin on yo' mind recline and check this
Song
the streets, on beats, on every stage I attend
I'm official! God forbid I'll die by that pistol
Say YAOWA, we miss you (word)
[Chorus]
A good man y'all,
Yeah, warm up man know when I step in
I'm bound to get Shelly
Oi, Kenny run the 'riddim, don
I'm ready when you're ready
I be swaying in the booth
I
And pop it hard as she can; got me hard in da pants
Because she in all her stance
Doing her muthafuckin' dance, man
Look, lil' body, cute in da face
She
And pop it hard as she can; got me hard in da pants
Because she in all her stance
Doing her muthafuckin' dance, man
Look, lil' body, cute in da face
She
Uh ohhh
He's baaack
Who
Yea yeeeea man
What's good y'all
It's ya boy holla g dotta in this
Yea i'm back
Took a lil break
It's all good though
I was
Uh ohhh
He's back
Who
Yea yea man
What's good y'all
It's ya boy holla g dotta in this bitch
Yea i'm back
Took a lil break
It's all good though
I was
Donny he a savage face tatted made by the streets
Caught his first case for his mans and he ain' say a thing
Couldn't get a job he been robbing since like
what's happenin' though (Check)
Gunn, I love you, Damu (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
What's happenin'? Look
White tee (Man) , wipin' off the shells
For this G, man
your man type tune
She would get high in her uni room now it's Ned Hotel with a skyline view
No new friends, new new knew
You're a bad one chilling
wanna see my niggas now I gotta wear an R.I.P T-Shirt
Or get on Facebook and research
They only want you to stay once you leave Earth
I pray the ones I
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