Lyrics:
believe I zagadat
When I'm back in town
Imma really have to holla back
Your girl really love my drip
Your girl tryna ride my shit
Better hide your chick
D.S.G.G.
[Verse 1:]
Excuse me baby let me holla at ya right quick
I see ya sitting by ya self, can I sit
Been watching you since I jumped out the red six
an di lane an round di ben
World dance is di name an di title
Do by di dumb, di deaf di blind and di cripple
An I don't know why black wizard love it
a contact by drainin', try trainin'
Holla when you've perfected ya aimin', ready for a taming
And catch me at the spot wid this clown gashed up
Ya found me
niggaz
If you don't hang in the air by the name a swizz beats
Told Mannie fresh he the skateboard P
Clay J-G and Just Blaze taking basically I'm talking
week
Oh you want to make a track for the galdem
Because the galdem love beauty and the beast
This one's a robbery with no baly and gloves
Man know I
I love you momma, I love you momma
[Verse 1]
Wish I could holla at you physically
Listen ma picture me shitting, came far from chopping crack in
I
28
Could see ...] follow me. [rip ...]
5
12
Flesh-n-bone:
c7
If you can see what I can see [layzie bone: all aboard!] nothin?but real g's in
min] Little girl [E min] I'm goin' to see
[Am] She is a fool for [C] lovin' me
[F] But she's in love [G] and love's a funny state of [C] mind
of potention shit
you know they hurtin in my section
yet a hustle gets depressing laws on the streets holla at the chief
and still can't get a blessing
they
doing enough that's when I share more (share more)
I give you this, give you that, what you need, love? (need, love)
You know I got it, holla at me if
doing enough that's when I share more (share more)
I give you this, give you that, what you need, love? (need, love)
You know I got it, holla at me if
Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo
Timbaland sounds so good
But I might not be ready i don't know
If I spend a 100 grand on the beat
Then we
Holla at your boy manana
Maybach come wit' a recliner
Run up on it and shit will get uglier than an iguana
This is only a reminder it's Young Money
car he demanded that he drive I said you can't see man I want to stay alive
Reached into as waistline and pulled out his Mag He said my name is triple G
How can you tell if he's a worried man
D G C D
By the way that he walks by the way that he stands
G
love's hard to come by
I'm just trying to live a life and I
Trying to be a lady, brothers holla at me
If you love a lady who don't need a sugar daddy
WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the trigger Lord forgive
Me if I smoke niggas
I love my females strapped
No fuckin from the back
I
Lia and Kim
I love y'all broads, no disrespect to my dogs
But I love y'all broads, yeah, I love y'all broads
To the ladies havin' babies without no
when it's go time we go harder
See a bad b might just holla, Imma rapper future scholar
Realest emcee in NYC, oh yeah that's me oh yeah thats me
Killing
is
Talk to me, baby talk to me, talk to me
I really wanna know what your problem is, Problem Is
I'ma give you extra G, checking with my flow
I ain't
[INTRO]
Icey
Why they got to hate on me?
(I don't know, I guess they love my swag, love my swag, love my swag)
Ha ha who? Mike Jones! Who? Mike
the mailbox
Right by the door, and!
I can’t do right by a hoe
I’m G’d up but through my eyes I see my soul
Too much of a player to go out with a hoe
See me in
chrome
kill cop me love cop kill me strangle say me strong
for the mutha fuckin thrill butta-a-bye-bye
G nut nuttin nut but the fuck got my
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