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into the river where the Alleghany runs
And these Pennsylvania hills are warmed by the sun

Chorus:
(F, C, G, D)
Oh I can hear ya
Oh I can feel ya
(Am)

ey
Roll' ein up mit ei'm G, Holly
Noch niemals verkackt (Bitch) , ja
Ich bin bei Biddies beliebt, ja
Was willst du machen
Wenn ich die Jungs hol'?
Was

banging for more
Skip to my
Play with the gang get turned to a corpse
Fuck a hoster g, clock in the shorts

Im the hottest, tell em n that i said it
Want

On veut des mille on veut des cents
Avec mes G, non jamais sans
Si tu veux pas m'suivre t'es pas mon soss
Sors de la whip tu peux descendre
On veut

Kondícia, vytrvalosť, vôla, sila
Srdce, odhodlanie, šlapeme, jak píla
Prevarené motto zdola hore je už vývar
Jebať na to, podpísaný Roman G, rival

Ma pis pe ei, no cap asa trap ei nu mai pupa
Astia zic de G, dar ei is gangsteri wannabe
Ha flexeaza cash dar is faliti, ha
Supreme, Jordan, Givenchy,

more tracks today)
You gotta keep it G, yeah
You better know the deal, ooh, no
These other girls get lost, yeah
Or skrr skrr I'm gone, I'm gone

Gone,

Stefane, mi-ai dat leanu' pe jos

Am un wood si un xanny, tu adu niste henny
Fac un G, fumam gigi dau o japca, fac o mili
Paza hood cu Versaci nu

got knots so I'm the man (I got bands)
Hit the lot, what you want, aye yo G, who that be?
OTF GBE, think it's sweet? Use your feet
Me and Sosa Otto,

that neighbourhood, yeah, that neighbourhood
Cause how much wood could a woodchuck chuck wood if a woodchuck could chuck wood

Cause Young G, Black Jack,

medio a chi m'infama (fuck, fuck)
Sono rich, sento "drin drin", la mia ex chiama (drin)
Tu non sei real, tu non sei un G, sei una puttana (Pow)
Steppo

Nella scatola di Nike
Tengo tutto quanto nella scatola di Nike

Per questo, G, facciamo l'anthem, Milano Harlem
Metto dal conto di ste carte 
I miei

¡O-o-o-o-OB turn this shit u-u-u-u-up boy!

Me cruzo a tu bitch, I see you later
Que sabe de un g, no, tu eres un gamer
Me cojo a la prima,

mio padre
Ho fatto cose, bitch, che non dovevo fare
Zitto G, abbiamo rispetto delle strade
Portiamo il pane a casa, non perdiam tempo in cazzate

Yah, ouah
Oh yeah, aah
Aah, uah
Yeah, yeah

Sì, sì, siamo amici
Te l'ho detto che tu non sei la mia baby
Io sono un real G, cos'è che non

la calle hay odio, I can feel the hate, can feel the hate

Soy un G, ella sabe mi name, sabe mi name (Ey; paw, paw-paw)

Young shooter, baby (Eh)

Scarface ist Frank Ribéry
Ein waschechter G, der Handbremse zieht
Drive-By, Crimetime, Was, wer will Beef?
Charte auf 3, Fuck Polizei
Komm mit wem du

em daddy
I'm a G, tell em daddy
Getting fee, tell em daddy
I'm a beast, tell em daddy
Off the leash, tell em daddy
Daddy tell em
Let me tell you
Daddy

Keiner ist so stark, so G, so krass respektiert und hart
Wie deine Gang, deine Gang!
Keiner trinkt so schnell, so viel Mexikaner oder Giselas
Wie

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Just Juice)
I said we run it deep
Hit the club in peace
Confirm it's 30 Gs
Turnt up, turned out for the low
My G, this life costs

return
They say that life's a gift
So why I fell like I've been cursed?
Playing Kirby's on the curb
I told my young G, "Focus and you better watch

nothing nigga, I don't know nothing
All about the paper gotta get something
Always been a G, I gotta keep stunting
Finish what I started, nigga I ain't done

But the judge got numbers for
A nigga to steep yea from a youngin to a g
Weezy baby from bundle to a key

And when they hear that new weezy
All

You can never take the life of a real G

I pack a pistol in my pocket, ready
If you kill me
Young motherfucker pull the trigger
If you kill me
You got