Lyrics:
on repeat
I'm so hungry, its a feast
Praise the Lord
G O D
Praise the Lord
G O D
9am, CRC
Praise the Lord
G O D
Same pm, you'll find me
In the front,
turn this mothasucka out
To all of you people that are ready to jam
Scream it out and say, I am! (I am)
Somebody! (somebody), now you know you're hot
turn this mothasucka out
To all of you people that are ready to jam
Scream it out and say, I am! (I am)
Somebody! (somebody), now you know you're hot
over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Indeed I am
Flossy like gangsta shit
I got pounds of weed and keys
Sittin' on G's
Catch
Recycled Love
C-G-F (x2)
Intro: Ooohh’s
C Dm Am F
Vs 1: If I just touch His cloak, my sins will be healed, I’ll know
C Dm Am G/E - C/F
He is
Perfect and could use resistance
Now every time I feel like I
Am on a useless mission
I snap back on myself to say
Shoot that out your system listen
Go
This is my life I ain't going back to the old one nah g's fuck that
This is my life I don't owe shit to no one nah g's fuck that
This is my life I
I thank God for my children, all the cars all the women
We gangstas! And there ain't a day that by
A Hustlah! Don't look back and reflect on his
'm moving a little different
Gotta get rich so I'm back on a mission
Got wattery chains so these women start fishing
The G.O.A.T out my city and I hope that
ass nigga on them all
[Snoop]
Sure enough I keep my hand on my gun
cause they got me on the run
Now I am back in the court room waitin'
to the back I deh drop am
Bad energy oya jakpa
Ajeh won n gbo oh
Won dan mo oh
I'm coming through
By fire by force
Ajeh won n gbo oh
Won dan mo oh
I'm coming
shit, I make the rules that I live by
In and out the house, late at night, and plus I got high
The homies influenced me to be the G of all G's
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
O.G. Bobby Johnson!
Word on the street I'm a suspect
Hangin' with the killers in
undressin' to test me and uh
Shut me down if ya want, and miss the chance to do it live
When I stroll by, I see that look in yo' eye
You wants a nigga,
The ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
The ghetto, ghetto, g-ghetto
Oh my, oh
Oh my, oh
I was on the block right, wasn't in my right mind
Just a young
watch so your baby mama
Sometimes I'm cooler than a cold glass of water
Still I spit flames!
Bitches think I'm rude
Cuz I live by N.F.G
N.F.G
N.F.G
N.F.G
been the G.O.D
Can you come over tonight am kinda sober
She say she's keeping company of another
What am I to you, am a joker?
Tryna find my piece
I am that n***a to keep it a hunnid n three
Fuck all you n****s that think you can f**k wit a g
I am that n***a to keep it a hunnid and three
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
pump)
Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game
Snoop Dogg is the name, Dogg Pound's the gang (pump, pump)
If it ain't one thing it's a motherfucking
thing I know
But here's the bigger secret yo
You're a you're a G-G-God oh
You're a G-G-G-G-God oh oh
You're a G-G-G-G-God oh oh
I'ma I'ma I'ma God Soul
gun
Cause they got me on the run
Now I am back in the court room waitin' on the outcome
Free tupac is all that's on a niggas mind
But
led me from your door
and now I am back from the shadows rain and I cannot love you more
If heaven is not a place to go but is a state of mind
I
died
You could tell by the way, he handled (G) people and horses
He'd made his own deal with his (D) god
(G) Now theres one empty cot in
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