Lyrics:
so naturally
Next stop fam
I ain't figured it out
Yeah man I do it like me
Don't do it like them man I do it like G
That's all I can be
All I can be is
a bad kind of G, man
Is it
Yeeessssss
It's a certain kind of frequency of electricity
And it's causing all the problems in our society
Sure, it's 25 times
fighter builder
All the steel on me, man
It's like recording in a flexing
Coming down, coming down G, man
I got bitches, basketballers in the club, man
run you?
M: Yo man, two G's
All: What? Word?
M: Word up man
G: Gotta play kid
M: You know it
P: All I got is a little Benz, man, I don't know
M:
you?
M: Yo man, two G’s
All: What? Word?
M: Word up man
G: Gotta play kid
M: You know it
P: All I got is a little Benz, man, I don’t know
M:
must be the G man,
and they hate when I brag,
but I’m so fly I got permanent jet lag,
yeah, if you want it just ask,
red car, this is not a bus pass,
[Erick Sermon]
G, man, do I have the power like He-Man
To crack a wack MC's head, open like a pea can
Damn, my name should become Sam
But I
and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in
the barber shop, RIP to G man
West Side Bompton, my city's been on C-SPAN
My hood's been on CNN, my hood's been on watch
My city's in the middle of Long
Gan tev// gan man 92 BPM
D G + D c Bm G
Vai tev, vai man ?
Kuram jāzin labāk?
Cikos mums ir jāsāk
Elpot agrāk, vēlāk?
Vai tev, vai
right
And the shadows
Danced across the stairway
Flight after flight
And I was banging at your door
But you weren't there anymore
And the G-man stepped
did
Way out in New Mexico a long time (D) ago
When a (G) man's only friend was his (D) own forty- (G) four
Now when Billy the Kid was a very young lad
down, dressed up like Donald Duck
It was a midget G-man
And we're sorry that we could not show it live
But we'll have film of the shooting here
Crazy Janey and her mission man
Were back in the alley tradin hands
Long came Wild Billy with his friend
G-Man all duded up for Saturday night
the plan
Then what Michael Caplan
Hooked us up with Polly and she signed the "G" man
Hey back to the basics
L. West had to live my legal statements
motherfuckin paper nigga
Yeah but nigga it's a train ain't nobody robbed no motherfuckin train
B.I.G.: Just listen man, your mother givin you money nigga?
My
Ayo, roll up, man
Gotta talk to my young G, man
One of my mans, man
Ayo, man, check it out, man
What's the deal, playboy?
You already know I
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
I'm fly like a G6
Her man playing defense
She want me to slide so I can dive
All up in her deep end
She
Wir sind am ballin Mon frèrot
Wir gehen All in fürs Ghetto
Unsere Story tief im Brennpunkt
Wir sind Topfit G´s denn man kennt uns
Wir sind am ballin
(B. Aquarius)
I know you got-got-got-g-got a man
I know you got-got-got-g-got a man
But, I don’t give a fuck
I don’t give a fuck
No-no, don’t give
gone Serve me
You serve me then
Stop playing man gone pop That pussy on a handstand
Thank ion know Used to be a G gone from Man to bitch Soso pussy
on ha tongue
Shawty keep it g man ion know who keep it realer
Like to have talks with her but i never talk thru pillows
Boss bitch independent she a go
and the best in the game
I hustle with my fame G-man G, I'm the king from the south
I need a new grip, need some of my kingdom I just hold my nigga freedom
Rich
know what's up with G man
He was just worried about his kids and his freeman
Your mom said that you said, we was on bad terms
Man, that shit work
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