Lyrics:
bitches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it
mixed with dumb-dumb kickin'
Ladies and babies scream onto the floor
("Shut up and listen!") It's a jack move, fools
Give me the jewels, the dope,
boogie
While you're bangin' on ya baby OG's (bang)
That's why I flip the script to the boogie bang bang
And if I'm bangin', it's with D-P-G
They say,
With a ride or die fit
Black hood - Girbauds - ski
Mask and Reebok classics
It's spreading 'bout them 20's
- somebody gonna talk
Give it 3 or 4 days for
According to a recent tweet by Iggy Azalea
"Diss songs shouldn't be filled with
Celebrity name drops to pad out lazy bars"
I beg to differ
Rihanna
Yo, what's up?
This is G-Love coming at you live out here from California,
Even though I'm Philly born and bred
And I got my man Jack Johnson
yo, what's up?
this is G-Love coming at you live out here from California,
even though I'm Philly born and bred...
and I got my man
more, I just don't give a fuck.
So if you're thinking about coming and stepping to me,
keep this in mind: I'm a motherfucking O.G.
Snoop:
Lets
the
Current yah I flow astray
I'm swimming in a new direction
This you won't predict
Its like I'm dropping out
Can't fuck with this school of fish
Cause if I
and take it up
Baby, put it down and give it up
So listen a couple girls
Who was in and now I mess with cover girls
Of magazines, you can catch me
down for the boy D-mo
(Big Moe)
Its that nigga, nigga named M-o-e
I represent that Southside, yeah the 3
Hooked up with them boys off that Long Drive
You
Wee never die
Lil' Weezy Wee...had ta steal, hustle, and jack
Weezy Wee roll with K's, glocks, and MAC's
Tha little G, he was raised keepin' it
his robbery did fail
Dm see g
And they caught him and they threw him in the jail.
He lay there in his cell locked up with his hate
Not many men knew
united (You know what time it is) {Keep it crack-a-lackin'}
D-P-G (D-P-G)
The Bad Boy empire (Bad Boy, baby) {We keep it crack-a-lackin'}
E-Swiss (Come
about now all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put
(Groovy goblin, g-g-g-groovy goblin
Groovy goblin, g-g-g-groovy goblin
Ay yo craze, it's time to give em hell)
Dancing with the devil, ima groovy
and take it up
Baby, put it down and give it up
So listen a couple girls
Who was in and now I mess with cover girls
Of magazines, you can catch me
got love I C U if you touch blood
And I don't wanna be locked up but for the fam you get fucked up
You do it for the gram your not bad and I no your
the Shocker]
It ain't nothing but a gangsta party
You know what we bring
No limit and dogghouse
Ain't nothing but a g thang baby
You know, we think to win
love to hate?
Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you
Then I'll wack you with my snub trey-eight
It doesn't take much to make me restless
Look
turn the music up
it makes me feel
I'm on the clound
G.love,Jack Johnson,
Leyona I'll be there
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put it to ya boy
Hope you got the scoop
Biggie Smalls, the rap genius
I keep the glock by the penis, the cleanest cut
Fuck the sluts with the big
here
But you don't even recognize your own face in here, fuck it (fuck it)
Independent with a major budget (uh-huh)
You ain't mad at me, you mad your
This is the house that Jack built, y'all
Remember this house!
This was the land that he worked by hand
It was the dream of an upright man
There
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