Lyrics:
like a quarter a mil
Hit ya by the tech and blow half your budget
I do it for the streets and **** love it
Just copped the new Bent, you know ya boy pay
Uhh Marquess made this! (yea! Yea yea yea, oh come on!)
Uhh G-G Giarmo, cooked up, this one!
Take 76. Go!
Thank you for listening to Mastermind!
G- G
Come Back Home
Music, Lyrics, and Vocals by Vaughn Kerrane, clice Klimko, cnsley Rusk, Natalie Frazier
Backup Vocals by Mikaela Santiago
Intro - C,
They can't keep up with the kid
It's high tech aint sippin on mid
It's a Kel Tech it sit on my hip
Need for speed, I love to shift
Pick that bitch up
(Groovy goblin, g-g-g-groovy goblin
Groovy goblin, g-g-g-groovy goblin
Ay yo craze, it's time to give em hell)
Dancing with the devil, ima groovy
In the lyrics you couldn't hear
It my shit exquisite i’m in the… (ugh)
When I flow it, I keep it going
He got the pink bucket
Like fuck it I gotta tell
Don't erase what I did, don't erease the beginning!
You're not ready for this.
Uh-huh. You see, my name is KRS-One G
And um, see, when I be
the hell)
Devil by the pale moon light bet you wanna take a dance (don't you)
Take a chance with your life messing with that CHHK clan (boy)
Hook
Real lyrics
find that wit
Tech that just shouldn't exist
getting paranoid again and getting that itch
I'm getting screamed at by the drunken bitch
Gotta go chill
[Kriminul]
For real hip hop niggaz..
J.I.G. Mastas..
For days on I hear the same song sayin' nothin new
I'm in the cunt gettin' my blaze
the lead, you get bummed just keep it G
And I live by the code so I can't tell you what I seen
It get cold during the night, so you best to have your heat
since I seen a mattress
Knots don't stop on the turf
Wearin' some five's, Nike's and a T-Shirt
Little G
Became to be a shark (What?!)
Won't let you
Woah
Ran outta Hi Tech, sippin' on green, woah
I don't think these pussy niggas
Know what that mean, Woah
And I keep that G Lock by
My side, go for
dealing with a night stick choker
The ice pick poker, trust you ain't like this joker
And the set devoted to opening your neck
With the Tech, as you sit
stands the G.O.A.T
Started making hella LP's
2000, all the way to five, felt free
Because of the hand the label dealt me
But in '06 Fontana helped us
You're in the mix wit your boyfriend baby, Bobby Bang, and its that time for the hot nine at nine with Tech Nine featurin' Shawnna. 'Bout ta wear
She rode it like a pony
She was O.G.
Young chick it was better than it was supposed to be
Was a Mexican and Italian chick named Mexital Marie
For
G.I. Joe, we serving guap this shit not Moes
Okay but I'm him
Ready to risk, spinning blocks like disc
Outdone by a Jit
I know that makes you sick
I
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come murder fest, one of the best
wanna do, you savour
This step is called the BRU to the T
Bust the rhymes for free, I gets down
Mack is inside your town
Busting lyrics tourture like
a weak bitch
One thou wow I be I be on my G shit
Too fly to be fuckin' with a weak bitch
Pass by break ya neck just to see shit
Dat guy hella wavy make em
got was hard times
Hunger and nakedness, from the snake that hissed
Beaten and killed by the ones
who say, "Look to the sky for your piece
[Technique]
By dawn's early light
I shine brighter than the stars in the night
And 'bout ready for a fight
Come noon, I've consumed enough
shots*)
Let it fly, betty-bye if you're ready to die
Kickin' your ass and you can ask Keith Sweat why
I make your Benz seem obsolete G
Rippin' your ass
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