Lyrics:
and some tacky wear with those wacky caps
I don't fuck with that
Booty tatted, and the g-string ass crack with a massive phat rack
Yeah I fuck with that
from
Uncanny a string can be a chain
Friend can be a stranger like "We meet again"
All elementary G, repeat the same mistake
See a tether can be Auf
Getting more tattoos
Iced out like Auston Matthews
Tell me what's the scoop
Ya what it do
Urdie came through
In that 63 Coupe (AMG)
Ya I got them racks
Ya
lì da voi a cantare
La la la la
Ma se mi chiedi se è a posto
Ti risponderei si
Però G non so
Cosa mi cadrà addosso
Forse un altra lacrima
Forse
the scrutiny
Niggas screwin' me
Two and three, truancy
Four shots, one toolie, G
One eulogy (French Montana)
Hope my mother and girl, smuggle in pearls
I've always been good boy...
Hahah!
Surfer!
Gary Da Gawd!
I might be a little quiet…
I’m a good boy
Fold my hands when they try it…
I make no noise
DJ Skee (yeah) world premiere
Baby Face Killa (It's Gibbs, ho) nTG, nigga
We still shutting shit down, nigga
We run the motherfucking G
The whole
unfold
My bitch is badder than BIA
Made a few G's off the re-up
Smokin' on reefer with Reefer
Yeah then my brothers just keep up
John Cena these niggas
Lemme spark my wood
It's a fried shit
I ain't gonna tell you niggas
Young nigga from the G's, bitch we made it out of the head
I don't fuck with
Two Little Dixie Cups by Gary Hoffman
Verse: G / C / G / D G
Chorus: G / Em / C / D
It was a Friday night and we were rockin this little country bar
You sweet Gary with the t-shit
I never been on no weak shit L's up on some G shit
Toumbout
Apply pressure, tryna bust a vessel Talkin' shit like Aunt
and you
This round of applause is for you
On another note, uh
All the loved ones that we lost (BI, Tommy G)
We doin' this for y'all (facts, Kirk
Jayceon that rock the Gary Payton
Now the same trifling bitch is a HIV patient, true story
Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
Don't
Gary G-Wiz, Ridenhour, Studdah Man
Whole lotta love goin' on
In da middle of what?
Say what?
What's goin' on?
I leave em home alone
Dey
back they better
>From the storm swarm of my berreta
Down south hustlin
T riding on daytons pouring like Gary Payton
Scoring
Haters they want
while you thinkin', I'mma tell you how to kill her
Take off them Gary Payton's and sit that bitch on Andre Miller's"
I call up LaKiera, that's my main
featuring Dres
[Dres]
Listen this is Dres and I'm letting ya know
That S H O W be I Z and A.G. are all that
So just sit back
even need to go back up my g cuz I know my bro got a wap in his jeans
Tell me if you know about problem-solving
Cuz I got to lot to achieve
All that I
taking flicks, posing, holding my tech
With cowboy hats and coach bags, they party like rockstars
Bo Gary watches, just chill, they down in the shark
[Drayton - Gary G-Wiz - Robertz ]
Yo gee
Come and get your New York Post
New York Post right here
Come on y'all
Get the bost stubost stubost
Coasta
it them Too $hort type Gary Payton playas from the Big O?
Is it that timeless tycoon style like Shakur and Mac Dre
That's what they asking when they
taking flicks, posing, holding my tech
With cowboy hats and coach bags, they party like rock stars
Bo Gary watches, just chill, they down in the shark bars
Jayceon that rock the Gary Payton
Now the same trifling bitch is a HIV patient, true story
Got to live for today cause tomorrow ain't promised to me
Don't
том, чего ты не видел
Твое "G" просто буква в алфавите
И мне не нужны папины финансы, чтобы сделать себя
Деньги везде, там где я, как будто фрилансер и
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