Lyrics:
loc'd up in front of the ice cream truck
And broke all of her lee nails where the big G's live
The little homie be gettin' out on count
This time he
by my side when I didn't have a home
Homies by my side when my rap was unknown
We put in 100 thousand hours
3 years in the making to call this shit
a thought, plus I brought Cut Creator along
Thinking of E-Love down with the Cool J Force
Specializin' in the rhymin' for the record of course
I'm a tower full
Forget you and the NWO
You aliens go back to the UFO
I believe in G-O-D
If you don't then your a D-O-G
I'm hard to find like Ltd
Don't act like a G behind
Okay (yeah)
It's about that time again (haha)
Green Lantern
That's right
G-G-G-G-G Unit
(Shit)
Shady
We back (Invasion)
Part two
Okay (yeah)
It's about that time again (haha)
Green Lantern
That's right
G-G-G-G-G Unit
(Shit)
Shady
We back (Invasion)
Part two
Do that same thing except
Yeah G sharp minor
G sharp minor
We is a hot topic
Hot topic in the city
So atomic
Blowin up immediately
Can't stop it
Like
in the money,
like Universal comin' wit Def Jam
and do a hater we gon' have to...
(Chorus x2)
[Low G]
It's yo boy Low G from the center of the planet
in the money,
like Universal comin' wit Def Jam
and do a hater we gon' have to...
(Chorus x2)
[Low G]
It's yo boy Low G from the center of the planet
Not a care in the world and we always wanted more
Life was good in nineteen ninety four
We were cruising down the road jamming to Santana
On a road trip
VIVA-Comet wiederbelebt wie der Bibelprophet
Und dann kannst du weiter auf G machen gehen
Und in Liedern erzählen vom Dealerstreethustleleben
Bitch, doch im
G you
Better make a leeeft
Now you in the party actin' hard
You need to be home asleep so you can
Wake up early and get a job
Stop frontin' you ain't
to hip me
Blinded by diamonds it'll make your ass dizzy
I could see all the hate in the room
I told em aint nun a hater could do
And I dropped the top
Get the job done, no question
Beats by Yamaica Productions, baby
That Structure, that swag
G Bando brim, big structure
Top Structure on a mission,
Catch me in the cut, easy G's is burnin' my gut
As I remember my ménage à trois was mired by sluts
I question mark your heart, punctuate your fate
All
(G I think we got 1)
Yea
Uh
GMG, Yea Lulheim
Could step in my shoes but we move a lil different
You fuck with a minor you gotta be kiddin
We sticked
fly Gucci boots (Gucci boots)
Put me on like Pook (Pook)
Every morning that I awake
Ten G's in my fuckin' face
Combination to the safe (combination
Where niggas get by and don't wanna give
Where bitches get popped and leave in a Lyft
Outsiders get stopped, like "Who are you with?"
I jumped in
And while you do that G-T's pullin' up
Yeah, spaceship E.T's in the cut, yeah
Pop a bottle just to get my head right
Tell a doctor go and get my meds right
a minor setback
I'm on my grind, respect that
Life's full of regrets
But I promise you this when
I'm pulling this TEC it's bullets in heads
I'm on some
I'm moving chickens
I move chickens shawty
I'm moving chickens
I move chickens shawty
I'm moving chickens
I move chickens
In the kitchen cookin
In the kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent
Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi
Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by Tuesday
It's
mouth
Beast mode with the G-Code, cancel 'em out
Son, I've seen hell, fell into the palms of Satan arms
Don that I am made 'em bow in the face of God
off
TASH, got the style that house any beanie bopper
So check the time of clock while I rock the land
"Hey ladies!" tell em whose in this jam
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