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[Chorus x2]
I need a dope beat, a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G(I wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy

I know G’z
Somethin I know
Somethin I know G’z
Somethin I know
Run up the numbers I call it the lotto
I’m sippin on somethin I turn up the bottle
I

vids like a Tik Tok
Yeah I like to G it down
No other mc can’t teeth this sound
You can tell the DJ to wheel this round
Might dun the dance I get P’s

No friends
No Crete
But I'm still up in that heat
Wanna pull up next to me?
Get Blast! That's on G
I got Nike's on my feet
No hitters in the street

Tennessee Girl

Sammy Kershaw

Honky Tonk Boots

2006

to myself
"I love that T E, double N, E double S double E G I are L"

So I called up Dave, formerly a jet-fighter
Currently a sky-writer, when you pay him

"There was a farmer had a dog,
And Bingo was his name-O.
B-I-N-G-O!
B-I-N-G-O!
B-I-N-G-O!
And Bingo was his name-O!"

"There was a farmer had a dog,

and threw it all away
F                    G
And look what’s left of us today

Am      C    Am    C
Burnin Bridges  Burnin Bridges
F                 G
I can’t

G I N G E R 
Bread 
G I N G E R
Bread 
G I N G E R 
Bread 

Born in the oven  so born to be hot 
I have no fear even in a fire 
One in a million  one

see you on the dance flo
Feel like a sucka for yo love i do anything you
She say whats yo i.g dayum i dont even know
Whole album in a week i free styled

No One Will Ever Know

Hank Williams, Jr.

The Complete Hank Williams

1998

[C] smiling
I`ll [G] miss you but no one will ever [C] know

I`ll [G] tell them we grew tired of each [C] other
And [D] realized our dreams could

There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo was his name o
B I N G O
B I N G O
B I N G O
And Bingo was his name o
There was a farmer had a dog
And Bingo

eyes
I couldn't believe it
Grandma prayed for me 
So a G, I had to be him

If you looking for a trill type Killa, I could be it
Locked in on the hustle

their story for the money to captivate the world
Ain't it funny
Lose your honey
Goodbye to the g-i-irl
Goodbye to the g-i-irl
Goodbye to the girl
Sold

freedom, and security, and democracy 
B-U-T-T-I-G-I-E-G
Hey Pete

Are you ready for the future
Hey, Pete, It's really nice to meet you
Cuz I'm ready for

What 
What 
Think ur a g I'm like what 
Never kicked ball I still shot (Trapping)
In a Old school jacket by schott 
What 
You 
Think you're a g I

I can never fold i'm a G
I really came from the streets
You're not my type i'm a Z
Z' up till the day i freeze
The Z's mutate in my genes
I got your

H-Y-G-I-E-N-E 
Hit that floss Hit that floss Hit that floss Hit that floss
H-Y-G-I-E-N-E 
Hit that floss Hit that floss Hit that floss Hit that floss

Mac you a player, I know this 
Ima keep it G
I ain't finna sugar coat shit 
I ain't tryna date
I ain't tryna be ya bro and shit
Now hop up on this dick,

but i don't 
Fuck with you clown niggas, it really is what it sounds nigga

I'm a  real G., I'm real street, I'm a real beast, don't play with me
Yall

Sometime to build you gotta burn it down
Then go rebuild up on a fertile ground
Cake and Dee The G I think they know the sound
Real niggas real deep

for some words)
'Cuz Ima G 
I work so all my people eating (I work so all my people straight)
That's how it be 
And when I make it Ima feed em (And once

T.G.I.F, I F, I F
Music so loud we're going def Roll it up burn
T.G.I.F, I F, I F
Thank god it's Friday

Hey...
T.G.I.F, music so loud we're going

Ellos no son maleantes, que aguanten presión
Ser gangster no es enrolar el blon
Diamantes pa brillar en el royce
No voy ser el eco ma g I will be

it i want it i want it in three
He bought me the G I like pricey things
Fucking with me I turn up like degrees
You niggas know me Ain't no need