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they ain't what I am
I buy the right shells
Bet my shit won't jam
These niggas might tell just to stop my plan
I'm in God's hands nigga this God's plan
I

cause
Being tough is what you gotta be to be a G and so
You keep it tucked. You must've got your facts off Wikipedia
And now you easily influenced by

with a little 'Bump N Grind'

Now that's what my man say
Sometimes I lay in my bed, and I dream of bein' hand-fed
I made the jam, with my man, about

A.D.A.M.

X Clan

The Best of X Clan

2012

g-g-grin
Make you feel you could drown in some godly waters
Take control of your body like the farmer's daughter
And as you beg for control, what's

my apologies
I been through alot shit with my O.G
She left me in a cell like she didn't know me
500 for my bail I had to do a whole week
I didn't know

your friends or defend it
Sh-shoot, never seen, won't lend it
G-lock attachment's extended
Yo, there's a war in the ends, we're firing skengs

Football to peddling white
My school excluded me for minor crimes
I grind for mine my group went 20 to 5
Investing in semi's and nines
Teachers used to love

With my sorry lease
I'm bound to be driving my mama's V
Tryna come up with a verse for a
Sound to pile up my G's
Got embedded in genes for a G-Star
Jeans

All right. Why don't you plug it? Yea, that it? You're not in. Wait
You got to turn it down. Maybe you can plug it in now
How about this one? How

a rap like Ahkmed
Make the jam like Ted, the work ethic is sick
Keep two balls up in my drawers for fake niggas and chicks

So we gon' turn the volume way

you do if you were me?
Let me take you to the penitentiary 
This shit run by the lifers 
Fuck the juras we leave em lifeless
We was evil since we was in

Caught in that jam then that nigga gon squeak
That's why i ride through this
Bitch by myself if it
Ain't on my lap then that
Bitch under the seat
Better

As my evolution, has it early on, I met a cat named early on, I.G., in it's early form

Who tried to sing along, to the company, T.K. and I started

bars
You jam it in your cars.
Can't deny that this is effortless
From a n***a who don't know s**t
To someone who's got a whip
Damn this s**t is sick sick

mystery
But then again my
Ego can float to the top like a dead fish
I know my music ain't as perfect as I may sense
But ima still put in the work until my

Beat Up

Lil Rob, Bandit, Proper Dos, True Breed, Low Profile Gangsters

Low Profile Gangsters: Keepin' It Gangsta

2001

on the streets you're getting beat up
If you a sucker in jail you're PC'd up
And we don't stop riding till the homies is free'd up
We g'd up from the feet up

two seater
Still pouring up lean pour a eight in a two Liter
Keep sipping that fu you gon die by the liter
This glock never jam so you know it's

Beat Up

Low Profile Gangsters

Keepin' It Gangsta

2001

on the streets you're getting beat up
If you a sucker in jail you're PC'd up
And we don't stop riding till the homies is free'd up
We g'd up from the feet up

peace
Speeding by the beach it's my favorite place to be
With some drinks and some music watching the sun sink
Ain't nothing but a g thang baby
Loc'd out

sire. Mek dem scram
All mosquitos and parasites dem
G'won lef' fi we cipher
Unu no welcome
Yuh no hear wah me say

Bram Bram
Spark di fire, sire. Mek dem

All Around the World

Chamillionaire

Mixtape Messiah, Vol. 4

2008

of the slow jam
If sex is a weapon, then I'm ready to go BLAM! (hah)
Get a two day tan
'Cause the other two days, me and you stay in
Turn backwards like Kriss

if I’m clutching heat
Let a nigga think about touching me
And yeah I hit a nigga up
Now he can’t touch a thing
And if he in a jam he gon fuccin sing
I

Been fly nigga peterpan, but I skydive in a mini pad
Doing drive bys in a mini van
Nigga why try when they been a fan 
I'll advanced, In a trance 
Sky

of hell's kitchen praying he don't stick from the stove
God got me, illum-i-not-me written in bold
Slept on, now I'm everywhere like g-g-g-go crazy
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