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on Q's lead ya goofy 
Dreamin' like young B.I.G. reading Word Up on Juicy Who do it better than whoever nigga QC 
Counting sumthin' hundred on the sumthin

folks just lie
Come outside, we be outside
These niggas be dying, can't trust everybody
Bitches be hard, be catching them bodies

Run up, get blowed by

you ask me
Yeah, okay
Fuck em, how dare you treat me like a rookie
I'm only 5'7 so they tend to overlook me
Lucky I'm the four and leave clover in

hustle
Goin' for my rebounds, nigga, feelin' like Bill Russell
And you messin' with that girl, and you put your trust in her
Run my money up to seven feet,

the arc
One too many mourners, third world war
4D, 5G, six feet or more
Seven horn-loaded beam-forming tweeters
I fear our obsession with best may defeat us

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Seven days a week always on my grind On a mission, yo what's in me is out of time
Even when it gets rough I'm still doing fine Life

of the pie, take off on these cronies it's g-time. Grade A is what im popping thru these downloads, miles and miles away I see you stinking clones. Stay awake

you want to
I've been by the shit, don't ask what I'm gonna do
Now, take a ride with the hoss
Half ounce of slangin' the soft
Now that's some OG talk

be cool

Grandma's house (x7)
Welcome to Grandma's house
Grandma's house (x4)
Welcome to Grandma's house
Grandma's house
Grandma's house
Grandma's

every show I show out
Day in day out 365 days 7 days of the week
I'm on G.R.I.N.D. I don't just do it for me
I got kids to feed I got a wife that love me

to me 'cause she a G, will make your pockets roll
Now I gotta dump that ho, but she wanna stick me
With a fuckin' knife, bitch, I'm strapped with an Uzi

talking about we now
Bales and scales, we talking about me now
Different flavor, look like a peacock
Made him grand, think he a G-now
Seven gold chains, I'm

put up a wall and tried to block me
So I paved my own way dared them to stop me
Jeezy one of the few to believe me
He's a real G, my cousin, we the GCs

Yeah[00:08.01]Yeah[00:14.14]All my dogs gon get into heaven[00:15.96]We been up late night party till seven[00:17.71]Took a little shrooms now I'm

a lil' 16, I got yo bag
I pull up, I ride in a blunt
G19, it came with a red beam
Fell in love with money, I sip red lean
Yeah, man that nigga talkin'

hype
it's the four tay
rock down
hit the shake down
gotta drop
that digit hit the
info it's your main
higga mack from da
seven one four kick
always by my

Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies
They pay her, 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have

to me 'cause she a G, will make your pockets roll
Now I gotta dump that ho, but she wanna stick me
With a fuckin' knife, bitch, I'm strapped with an Uzi

10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3 mad force, 9G
Black out, no doubt see god, set free, 
Breathe underwater, eyes of the father cryin'
Lying in the grass, With the Mane of a lion

for my release
I can't get no rest, 24/7 im a G
Haters too perplexed, them motherf***** off a bean
So what's poppin'? Im steady jottin' and watson, just

词Lyrics：Loong-G 龍吉/姚御正Zed
曲Music：姚御正Zed
编曲Arranger：7OP
制作人Produced by ：蒋雪儿Snow.J/姚御正Zed
OP/SP ：青风音乐Cheerful Music
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to another
Eyy Eyy
How about we f*cking at the living room
They said I’m look so Nerdy
But how they can know in my ear is Low G
By the way, you haven’t known

7:30 it feel like a dream
I just wake up and roll up a skud
Send the addy she know what I need
She do whatever I want

I got a baddie that I wanna

Burberry, Dolce and Gabbana
She feed them foolish fantasies
They pay her, 'cause they want her
I spit a little G, man, and my game got her
A hour later have