Lyrics:
the set out your mouth if you ain't claimed it yet
You know the D.H.G.C. Snoop Nate Tray-D
Goldie Loc and the Angels bangin' and we stay G
[Goldie Loc]
Now
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
All my niggas T.T.G. they Trained To Go shawty
Kick a door shawty
Lay down on da floor shawty
Trained To Go shawty I'm all about that fuckin' bread
'bout five above and pass
All I wanna do is D.P.G.
And keep it like that and hit donuts in the streets
Bump it gettn' da high to the one two step
Make
sometimes I roll undercover
I'm from the City of Syrup, where young G's slang birds
Looking good by the herds, full of that endo herb
Nothing less, Down
So I'm pulling up in five
Weon't even got a title
But she still takes the
I be back up on my feet
When I get my mind right
Had to stack a couple G's
passed me by
If you ask me where I been
It's at my nine-five.
I'm working all day
And over time
Damn
It fucking sucks to have a Nine to Five
Fuck My Nine
Pissed 'cause he got run down
My young G in the back seat
He’s tryna get home on time
Tag on his ankle, curfew
Better flip these packs by 5
And they call
fuck up my mind
I just can't let that slide
Give an inch you take a mile
Then multiply by five
I see that look in your eyes
I know your soul on fire
našel bylas dole,nevěděla co je life
Viděl jsem v tvých očích sebe a že budeš moje wife
Myslel jsem ze budeš jina,teď myslím na svoje g's
Teď se snažím
R.S.V.P! (x2)
(No relation) Get Up, Get Out! (x3)
Are you in or out, or in or out?
Say G, you've been acting like a brother (like a brother)
No way,
feel like this
This ain’t where I’d be if you weren’t beside me (G)
Baby I would’ve gone home by now (D)
V2:
If I thought you didn’t want me
Four by four Benz truck on the ride
G Wagon with them lil ass lights on the side
Money Team Green bitch know how we ride
Four G Autos on the rims
[Kool G Rap]
I know this chick, yo mami is rich, she push a six
Living some bloodshed, her man is pushing bricks
Crib way out in the sticks, they
green
For every fiend equals money like ching ching
My dream, know what I'm saying, got to get the cream or triple beam
By it for 15/5 and I sell it
gether
We are 5
2gether
We do our thing (Thing, thing, thing)
Baby, and sing
See all the girls with their hands in the air
You can tell by the screams
G's up in this bitch be jammin
Niggas comin down pop trunks just slammin
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas stayin on me cause
My racks stay up like G5 (G5)
I whack a nigga like he fly (He fly)
Nigga try me then he die
Shoot a nigga down like left, right (Left right)
Cook
My racks stay up like G5 (G5)
I whack a nigga like he fly (He fly)
Nigga try me then he die
Shoot a nigga down like left, right (Left right)
Cook
And in the 5 Lil Ric and D-Boy
see-Murder doing time in the county jail
It been two weeks but it feel like 3 years
For some player hating snitching
noch den Schulhof zum Schlachthof
Südberlin Kokain, es ist wieder Drive-by
Ich fick deine Mutter und dein Vater gibt mir High Five
at the wraith louis V
Look at the bag is louis V
Look at the tag is the supreme
It's a collab we doin me
PsychoYP and Zilla Z
Go back to back like gucci g
We
that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my girlfriend
I'm saying man, that's my little mama
know what I'm talking 'bout?
I fly G5
confuse you at first, without seeing the throne
But she's better than that, cause baby girl she got her own
She's a
D-I-V-A
She's a diva
D-I-V-A
Know she's
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