Lyrics:
[Greg Nice]
G-O-L-D gold and I've been told
It's too hot to hold you can get it sold
In the summer heat in the winter cold
Fourteen karat gold won't
[Chorus]
This for the G's, street jugglin', move da fire
When you talkin what you talkin' it ain't through the wire
Police pull you over, now they
teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy
[Master P]
Ha Ha Ha
Most niggas might think I'm crazy when I tell em this
(Yeah G)
But you know what most nigga look up to like Presidents
And we gonna smoke a ounce to that
G's up, hoes down, like you motherfuckers bounce to that
(haw haw haw)
And i'd be..
Chorus:
Rollin down the street
the life around me
All my homies ridin That's how we grew up
Thug life
Thug life All around surrounded by G's
Why not throw the hood up?
Thug life
Yeah fuck
[Chorus:] They say we N -- I - Double G -- E -- R
We - are - much more, Still we choose to ignore, The obvious.
Man this history don't acknowledge us
on D
I am a don
My niche
The streets got the hold on me
Liez that they told on me
Bandz On the don my G
Guns by the drum
Shoot three D
You say them
Ou est ton territoire
Negro tu connais mon territoire
1zero
3zero
Et 1000 BXL
1zero
8zero
Et bientôt Ixelles
K.M.G mon negro
Connu dans BXL
J'fais du
over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Indeed, I am
Flossy like gangsta shit
I got pounds of weed and keys
Sittin' on G's
Catch
hats
And I don't like Proof, punk-ass, he think he tough
He keep thirty niggaz with him, cause he weak as fuck!
I ever catch you by yourself, I'ma fuck
Still gonna be realest ever
Never saluted by gangstas plus
I'm respected and TDC
Look at they craze being in streets like
I'm the only one that they feel
asas
Espantalhos de palha
K bang CD's como uma Kalashnikov
No movimento G da street p'a megastore
Labanta, gangsta fala
No mano a mano, ma na bo n'ta
Nickerson G's
Peace
Inglewood Family
18th Street
South Loc
And all the S-A homeboys
All the different sets
Every set, Crip, Blood
What doesn't matter to me
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
these streets
At least that's what my ex saying
To keep it G, I give a fuck bout what my my ex saying
I hope you having fun with that bitch nigga
sorry for me
Cause I had a lot of options and I chose these streets
At least that's what my ex saying
To keep it G, I give a fuck bout what my my ex
signs only signs I that abide by
A street savvy motherfucker til the day I die
You need proof half of NY a cosign
Yeah I don’t need no hooks
This shit
I'm straight, I'm cool
Got the whole 500, drop dead old school
Live by the G Code nigga, I don't break no rules
And when I was in the streets I ain't
thuggin In dees streets
You fuckin wit A veteran now my g
Come take A ride let me show you where I hand to hussle at
Come take A ride let me show you where
on g
I just put the patek in the water ain’t cheap
Switch it up i slay your daughter nigga ap
Made a couple hunnid thousand by like 18
Only see me
on g
I just put the patek in the water ain’t cheap
Switch it up i slay your daughter nigga ap
Made a couple hunnid thousand by like 18
Only see me
on g
I just put the patek in the water ain’t cheap
Switch it up i slay your daughter nigga ap
Made a couple hunnid thousand by like 18
Only see me
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