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Whose the "G"

BG. Knocc Out

Real Brothas

1995

Yeah, I sit back and ask myself
A question, y'know what I'm sayin
Nigga who's the G
Is it him, is it me

Who's the G
Is it him, him or me
I

The Last Song

Above the Law

The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1: 1988-1998

1999

an invasion 
But, yo, I can't go on 
Because this is the end of my part on the last song 

Real G from the streets, villianous when he speaks 
For all you

Street Fame [Briss Remix]

2Pac

Thug Life, Vol. 1

1994

Turn it up in my headphones, please
Comin' to a ghetto near you, street fame
More, haha, comin' to a ghetto near you

I wasn't mad until these

Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me before I sell my soul
Live by the code, die by the code
Never been a hoe, bury me

Clean up gang with a hoover pull up a sweep the street
Tell babe book park chinois, the bricks came cheap this week
Brought out the glee this week

chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)

The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito

How should I start this?

a million
Then get bout a billion, fuck how you feelin', the city is my mine you a fuckin' civilian
Live by the street code, was raised by the G code
Don't

I ain't took my chains off in weeks (off in weeks)
If I tuck it, they gon' try to kill me anyway
Then I'm prayin' to the God of the streets (God

beast, worldwide in the streets
Bow down in the presence of the d-o-double-g
Bow down in the presence of the P-K-Z
Bow down to the west, bow down

a pack, I ain't coming back
(Que)

I said 300 niggas, 300 G's
Promoters can't stand us, we show up 300 deep
I say it 300 times
We what the streets wanna see

Maybe I'm out your league
You ain't even got no cheese
Maybe I'm just to G for you, maybe I'm just too street

I can't even roll in peace, everybody

running these streets
Real g's move around in silence (Shhh)
Don't break the code of the streets (Huh)
The price of the brick we break it and chop it
Keep

Chorus: K-Ci & JoJo

Come and run with me .. I really wanna show you
How I run the streets .. I really wanna show you
How I'm clockin G's .. I really wanna

rich and I live wild and free.


Call me baby 
Call me gully baby 
See me on the streets 
Hope say you dey notice me
I move like an o g
Don't worry no

SONG TITLE: I LIKE YOUR STYLE

BY: GEORGE GIGcNTO

Intro: G-C-cm-G

G                                                 C

I stepped it up another level
Showed you what I'm all about

Ain't nothing but a G thang
Check the way the beat bang
Ain't nothing but a G thang

the all black Camero
50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the police
And I'm a thug on the street
Yeah I score from Slim and B
10

to a bang in the teeth
Man still talk tough, man saw man in the flesh
Now man's tryna talk to my G's
Nah, none of that, none, .45 drum
Run you right out

and the piper
New cocoa leaf, it ain't Pyrex
Hoping that they don't die next
Shoutout to street sweeper, I breathe ether
My team G'd up
The streets need us like

Bout Me

Ace Hood

Ruthless

2009

me 
1 thang bout me 
I do it 4 duh streets 
I do it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz 
Tell you diz about me,
Bout me ,bout me ,
Bout me,
Ima g ima rock

nigga tryna run up an M
Raised by the cold, I'm a G till the end
Got my soul to the streets more reece
I'm the realest thing that ever
Came out my street

a hustler or a g that's out grinding me in these streets
Everything I touch straight up catch on fire
Ain't nobody putting in the work that I put in I shut it

lost sum niggas to the streets
Cause all these clown ass niggas out here they envy me
These niggas claim dey sliding
But they dont keep that shit G
Im

Puerto Rican G
Ion know how it came to be
All these bitches steady looking
Cause they love to see my teeth
And I came up out the streets
Everybody