Lyrics:
when I was down, you a good friend to me
It don't take much to see
Our chemistry is
Predestined, definitely
By your side, I'm gonna ride when you call
and i sent his ass to leek
They tried to bend in this hood and we left em ina jeep
We got his drop closed curtains same week
Ill step by myself don't need
I'm just a, just a, just a, just a young motherfucker tryin' to get it a little smart
Sellin' raps, runnin' up these digits Sell you an EP in
by codes in these streets
Keep it gangsta, it get loco, it ain't sweet
Papi Fuego, I'm foreign so the Glock stay with me, ah
I can't trust a soul I
out the hood
I'ma keep it G while you keep it understood, and make this shit feel so good
Now maybe you know you can come my way, no second thought girl
to me
Truthfully, nothin' come new to me
Nothin' feel like news to me
Someone said I'm underrated, that was news to me
'Cause the fam' eat good
That's why I see your cause and I see your flaws
But I see that you a G, and, yeah, you be a boss
Hood chick with some raid tricks, you get either,
lope
As they croak, I see myself in the pistol smoke, fool
I'm the kinda g that little homie's wanna be like
On my knees in the night
Saying prayers in
gotta lope
As they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying
gotta lope
As they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying
As they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying prayers in
you gon do to me
After the show Im wit my fans givin kisses and hugs
While you get bodyguard by muthapunks who wanna be thugs
You niggas lyin on yall
since then I've been grinding for my fam
You should know who I am don't compare me to hood
I'm twenty five and I'm feeling more maturer now
I done it
in low oh oh
Creep in slow oh oh
G,shock for the wristwatch what
Fuck yo rollex I got da strong stuff
I'm da lone wolf independent and some
Y'all
I'm not uno de quelli stringi
Mano e stamo pace
Non vengo al tuo concerto perché non mi piace
Mystic One, ITP
Dentro ad ogni strofa come sul
Tappeto
Business is business, me and the plug had a great rapport
I'm the same ole G since we was sitting on the porch
No wasting time with a bitch, she can say
[Smoke]
I'm the cookie monster, from Seasame Street with big
Yellow birds for sale you need chicks I keep bricks
I'm the boss, They workin' I sit
Mistakes are a part of life just learn from yours
They making weapons out of germs for war
AIDS bombs straight through your front door
And I'm sure they
hittas, hittas
Me and my hittas, hittas
Me and my hittas, hittas
Me and my
I be on some East shit, we be on some G shit
Henny's all we sip
Lean like
To get it off your mind
Well I start hearing melody's
So I grabt my pen and pad and recline
On my grind
(Chorus)
(Rap by Warren G)
We on the grind y'all
so I got them by
Clocked the cops yeah clocked them spies
Fuck the opps yeah fuck them guys
My man thinks that he's deep
Nah nah nah you ain't deep
still on that hood shit
Post up by the liquor store, up the block from 8 to 4
My little nigga selling dope, it's GPL fuck you now
My Spanish Bousin
eat it eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it)
Riding around through the hood getting brain im a scholar.
Smoking lou Kane kushhh
4g auto push
I get
Chrous: Hittaz on deck Httaz on deck Hittaz on deck, Nigga fuck yo hood nigga fuck yo block nigga fuck yo set, its a no fly zone rap ass nigga
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