Lyrics:
askin' me for a feat
You outside, ain't got no house? That's a cup of tea
I just wanna fuck Dream Doll, throwin' up the G
We was on them skits, I know we
like it's Kenny G
With the blue caps like Warren G
After this it's five for a fuckin' feat
I been up for a week what the fuck is sleep
I been stalkin'
Grata G, Grabé Gacho aunque Gracioso
Hermano, Habrá Himnos Horrísonos
Hirviéndote Haciendo Hemólisis, Hermoso, Hay Helicópteros
Huyendo de Horribles Homo
q todo el odio se drene
Kenny Davenport el primero en meter un gol con
Prendo la del blunt y le meto como un rolling stones
son
Menos de 3 años
do sticks, really, G
Still, we loading on ballistic energy
Can't even lie, I been needing a remedy
In my element, no change in this chemistry
Serotonin
the kill
Ya see recruited by the greatest for
Harmony and poetry labeled as a G
For those who don't know of me
Correction after cause
Matin' girls after
you wack rappers hit the floor
[2pac]
How should I plead forever thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin from enemies ever since the days of a seed
the Hood
Like Kenny better run like Ricky
Snapback, hat back
Quick tell 'em that we run LA Track practice
Now, you know where I'm at
You ain't gotta mapquest
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
Yea. Story time homie.
A lil knucklehead. Fightin' til his knuckles bled/
Influenced by surenos. He had no love for red/
Had to be tough and rep
drink so much Goose, we're turning into geese
Me and my crew flap a V through VIP
These bitches play my skin flute like they're Kenny G
I'm gonna
swag, Arkham City
Crâne dur, je suis impoli
Dans "South Park", t'es Kenny
2012, la tess fume des blunts saveur cherry
Remballe ta Halle Berry, je vois
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin'
Three, im3, big twin
The fuck is poppin'
D-O-G-O what up, what's poppin'
Q.b
Niggas get popped on bullshit go down
Stay down while I'm
à coup de billets, fait pas la belle
J'ai de la fraîche de la moula, du caramel
Chui dans chui dans les airs, t'es dans les bouchons
Le g-g-game est sur
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's
Whoa, Kenny!
I just want the head after my show, no time to waste (Top)
I got 30 minutes 'fore my tour bus go away (Yeah)
Rick Owens and Dior,
a hustler or a g that's out grinding me in these streets
Everything I touch straight up catch on fire
Ain't nobody putting in the work that I put in I shut it
G'll show you how to emcee
Live and direct from Hull City
Martin G'll show you how to emcee
Live and direct from HRE
Martin G'll show you how to emcee
goes into this shit ya feel me?
Let's go get it yo
Verse 1: (All White G)
Achievements on my lap I'm pursuing my careers
Never been scared not even by
make it
You got Sha you got Chad, you got Troy you got me
Ray, Ed, Mo, Shannon and Kenny G
We your family nigga, so wipe the tears from your eyes
Stay
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
powerless
Fought through fits of cowardice
No diet is staple without Vince
Curry some of my favorite
But I still wonder can he Kenny beat my expectations?
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