Lyrics:
About M-G-T, and G-see-see
'Cause you ain't shit, and your mother ain't shit
And your sister ain't shit, and your pussy ain't shit
That
gangsta shit?
Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps
O-U-T-K-A-S-T, O-N-P, G-Double O-D-I-E
So fresh, so clean, back with Stankonia, Dungeon
It's g-a-n-g-s-t-a
That's how it be and it's gon' say (y'all know who)
That's how it be when you see me
That's how it be in NYC (y'all know who)
talkin shit you just missed me
Cause on the real Flex none of ya'll can fuck with me
G's up, I'll make punk niggas freeze up
Pull dem Lees up, and leave
Stackin' money
Boy, I'm stackin' G's
I stack it like a G
I stack it nice and neat
Yeah
(Ugh)
Tucked by my hip
I'm packin' heat
(Packin')
Call me
startled by the presence (the East is)
(When the East is in the house)
(Oh my, God, danger)
(When the East is in the house)
(Oh my, G-God)
(When
startled by the presence (the East is)
(When the East is in the house)
(Oh my, God, danger)
(When the East is in the house)
(Oh my, G-God)
(When
head and she thanked me
Your G's, hate this
Your G's, fake shit
I could fucking find realer G's in a spaceship
My G's, Take risks
My G's, ancient
My G's
(1dm shit)
(Dp Onedeep)
(I heard y'all niggas been looking for me, I can tell ya a lil' some some)
(Shew, shew, shew, shew, shew)
I can tell y'all
got me arrested
Sent to jail and shit
She even tried to kill a nigga
But she so fine
It's like I can't stay away
Sit back little homie
Let me set
on fire and these Rappers Need Ambulance
Choking on Loud nine clouds I Been the man
Get ah quarter eighth fee you can Still get it by the gram
Murcielago
real niggaz gon' speak
(Wipe me down)
Jiggalatin' I been rollin' 'bout a week
You can tell I got cake by the diamonds in my teeth
(Wipe me down)
Black
wrong
So girl I wrote this song
Can you ride
Stay by my side
Through the thick & thin
4 page letter where's my pen
Roses to your job I send
You not
on our wrist, look out how this shit glisten
Now listen
Level ups, I'm into those
Five star vacations, travel a different coast
Boss lingo, yeah I'm
a weak bitch
One thou wow I be I be on my G shit
Too fly to be fuckin' with a weak bitch
Pass by break ya neck just to see shit
Dat guy hella wavy make em
If you my Gee then surf on the Wave yeah, yeah, yeah
No sorry for shit that I do, if you my G then hop in
Uhhh woke up this morning, green light
the g's
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You
Fresh is the best at beats
I feel like when you hear this shit you goin' feel like me
Hook: (B.G. and Juvenile)
Nigga fuck you, I feel just like you (3x)
get what I want if his hoes walk by
In my business and be wrong (S.U.M.M.E.R G.R.I.N.D)
Woke that ass up after putting my shit on (S.U.M.M.E.R
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D
I believe
or die
They wanna see us fall but we stay up
Through the struggles we stay tough
By my side riding shotgun
With your natural beauty no makeup
See I fucks
I gotta be slammin, gotta be comin
And you know we smoke weed
We don't fuck with embalmin
Cause that shit bad for a G like me
I guess I represent
chorus: X2
This is here for the g's and mack's
Real niggas ride burbans and lac's
You see this shit here for the g's and mack's
Ain't trippin
up in my playlist
I keep it way too real to fuck with your fake shit
This the real right here, roll one up and face it
T-G-O-D
Getting high, rolling
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