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He said you make 2 G's a drop
Nigga don't be flossin about it or your ass sure to get popped
Thinkin' to myself I'ma do this for now
Come up
cause this is real thug shit nigga!
It's a thug world we live in a thug world it's a thug world t-h-you-g
It's a thug world we live in a thug world it's
(Intro)
Geah
Hoo-Bangin in the house c'mon
Geah
Eihthype in the house c'mon
Geah
And I'm representin
Real Compton City G's on this one
My nigga [??]
see)
You already know what it is
Close your eyes, picture it man
(Dupes Did It Music)
Shiny suit man
Dupes Did It Music
If you want it all night,
What's up, Fresh?
It's our turn, baby
Gator boots (gator boots)
With the pimped out Gucci suits (them Gucci suits)
Ain't got no job (ayy-ayy,
(feat. Juan Gotti, Baby Bash, Carolyn, Coast, Grimm, Low-G, Lucky Luciano, Powda, Quota Key, Rasheed)
[Verse 1: Juan Gotti]
Razaville Texas
a Jesuit
Look snazzy in my best suit just to impress you
Come and take a ride inside my mind, I got the best view
My feline is divine she the shit, no
It was a Saturday night on the streets of Cali
Threw on my dope silk suit, brushed off my suede Bally's
Threw on enough gold for any girl's
name
And understand the game
I kno you see the chain
Its we the best the game..
bitch I'm ruthless
Boy ima g
Nd you dnt no a muthafukin thang bout
[Lil Jon]
Lil Jon, East Side Boyz, Ballin-G, shit we pimpin bitch
[Bridge]
Baby I just want you to know
That I don't trust you but I need you
we scrapped
The G's know the happs
I was only fourteen playing quarterback
Five years before I bought my first Crodusack
It just bat around
This is the G. I. Jive
Man alive
It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille over your bed when you arrive
Jack, that's the G. I. Jive
that game, without your team
Kill for my bread, kill for my G's, kill for my cream
I will have that red beam on high beam
Now I hear sirens, wait I
On the highway
Headed up state
Two suit cases
Blue suit cases
On the highway
Go shop then
See my baby
Say she miss me
On the highway
Doing
Transition from the streets and now I'm going commercial
Suit and tie when i be talking i have meeting at noble
Communication through my emails I use
I be driving bentley i aint see the opps around
She be yelling when i bang her its like g-t-uh!
She wears her fur coat i think its squirrel
This
This is the G.I. Jive
Man alive
It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille
Over your bed when you arrive
Jack, that's the G. I. Jive
and niggas in penitentiary suit's
I send 'em letters and money orders
And make 'em my troops
As for these females, I got no time
I gotta get mine
You cannot
perfect
Man stay active
Like I ain't learning
If I ain't trappin then I be jerking
Yo
Look at the all the birds I'm swerving
Still suit up and then go
tellin' lies on beats
Fuck a suit and tie, I got drip on me (me)
Bitch, we got mob ties better not flip on me (ya)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that
name
And understand the game
I kno you see the chain
Its we the best the game..
bitch I'm ruthless
Boy ima g
Nd you dnt no a muthafukin thang bout
swear, this how it feels to be G! (What if feels to be G!)
Woo
I swear this how it feels to be G!
(Y'all niggas motherfucking crazy man I swear)
I swear
Stacey Boots; perms and suits; I'm braided up; can fade it up
I skated up; you waited up, so you know I got to go ahead and tear s*** up
Turn loose
Ain't nothing but a young G, that's all that I can be and I'm shining
Steady crawling on down and, while you be riding think you broads get chose
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