Lyrics:
said me too
You hangin' out the window so they can see you
But you ain't hangin' out the window
When you in that G2 or that G3 or G4 like we do
Star
the Humpty Hump, watch me do the Humpty Hump???
Snoop Dogg ??? ???Nuthin??? But A G Thang???
- ???One, two, three and to the fo???/Snoop Doggy Dogg
Oh, I'm on the money mission to get a pocket full of millions
Like Sicilians, we do it mafioso
Doggy style, Dogg Pound, Death Row is the logo
I do it by
you isn't happenin' boo
verse 3: (both)
(g. rap) I like ya style, kid you get wild
let the chips pile
my clique slit smiles across your mans
hoes
Used to pump my fist with Arsenio
Player hating niggaz that used to rap in all the videos
That needed to be me
My click needed to be G
All
Ghetto boys
Die by twenty-five
Or catch a quick three-to-five
From a young white Canadian
Wannabe G’s perspective
Baby baby
Reminiscin’ back
To when
must've figured out by now
After everything I've said he must've figured out the truth about Sabrina and me
He must realize that I am Sabrina's father
Then
white gold style, rakin' bloody dough by the pile
Shot down, still alive, he strugglin' for the phone, fo'-fo' blow him
When homicide comes, these three
our shit on
Got no G's to sit on, even sold niggas sacks and packs to get on
But let me take you to a place
Where these niggas learn to better pain
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: B.G.]
Look, I try to stay low-key when I'm on the block (block)
But I'm known by name by every cop (every cop)
But I don't care,
girl back spasms,
'Cause G Rap has 'em orgasm after orgasm,
Change the sheets? Ya must be kiddin',
Ya gotta change the whole box spring,
I ain't
duck, fire
You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
It's the MOP (yes)
And the zip-code is
1 (1), 2 (2), 3 (3)
And motherfucker we
Section 8, Smoke-A-Lot'll stay placed in Berlin
By the end of 9-8, hell yeah
Then I'll be straight
Fuck off a hundred G's and still got money up in
thigh
I was grinding to the beat with my hammer on my side
Now G's only as we speed to the Rolex
And three or four G's is what we sneeze at the Rolex
[Hook:] X 3
Long Beach, with the ING
[Mack 10]
I'm makin green in the rap scene from coast to coast
And rollin three wheel motion from
the reason, the season
The click's off the heezy, mr. warren g-eezy
Gots to make it easy for snoop d-eezy
To come back and drop raps and make snaps so easy
reporter to go pick up ten thousand from Dez
And go take about like twenty G's from Gino (Notorious)
Tell that motherfucker get this nigga next door up out
comin' like I'm 2
Or maybe 3 or 4 or just a muthafuckin' crew
Late night see a drive-by drop Impala
The niggas took cover and the bitches all holla
If
Trapman trapman
Stash the work by the trashcan
Hansberry like bagdad
Warzone bitch back back
One time for the one time
Two times if you on mine
Three
with cheese
Circuit tapes with CD's by the 3's in keys
Biggie was too large and Tupac was too real
Niggas had homies with heat on the street and he
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
I'm drunk, I'm high, damn near gettin' by
Yeah I'm drunk, I'm
got the money, got the money
[Rap 3: Wisdom]
Yeah
Story about this guy I know him well
And he is so f**lish
And he spent his money on girls who don't
never ends
지금까지 했던 것들을 repeat again
i go yard on this motherfuckin rap shit
i stay real and these motherfuckas stay shit
yea i keep it motherfuckin G
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