Lyrics:
Mazzy G, Marie V, tell them when we're on the road
Catch me under bridges in the sticks, I'm hunting for some trolls
Bigger than your britches, why you
a G-O-D, yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, yeah, Way
I make sure that north side eat
And still
Bad things
It's a lot of bad things
That they wishin'
to survive(to survive), You wan come dey put sand for my garri
Wetin come be your own yawa My G, Wetin come be your own yawa My G
Even when the country bad, We
валят, я моюсь с двумя уже в ванной
Wha-ху
Вшиваю в нее как тату, три шестерки - на шее есть камни
Они все как один на low G, я давлю их своими ногами
Воу
a G-O-D, yeah, wait
I go hard on Southside G, yeah, Way
I make sure that north side eat
And still
Bad things
It's a lot of bad things
That they wishin'
Queen G, Joon B, I'm fire, let's go
I'm on fire, torchin' everything, the vicinity blazin
Call the fire department, that's how I respond
out from Sardegna
Paradiso in terra
Che brucia come l'Etna
Culi in legno massello
Prendono il sole in caletta
Tu ricorda sempre!
Non fare il G, non
Gang
Kota did that bitch
P-O-L-O I'm knowing that she not a G, I think she be capping a lot (Yeah)
In his I-G, I'm knowing that boy is a square, his
Across the seven seas, nigga ain't no ocean breeze
Do it all for Lani G, but gotta put the family all in luxury
It's up to me, Justin motherfuckin' G
quer foder no P É
Ela quer foder no final
Ela quer foder no P É
Ou com a tropa do mano G, ou com a tropa do Oré
Ou com a tropa do mano G, ou com a tropa
first syndicate
You already know Sho G, show Him what that Six do
Alrighty Mack G, appreciate you Comin' through keepin' the gangsta, you know what I'm
Yeah, aye
Across the seven seas, nigga, ain't no ocean breeze
Do it all for Lani G, but gotta put the family all in luxury
It's up to me, Justin
Doin' shit
My way
Praise Jah
Thank Yahweh for Good Friday!
-
Yeah.) -
LIl G, I'm da best
Thank G-O-D -
For my life and my soul
Boy, I
[Chorus]
He got money, he got G's
And the finest H-O-E's
Lavish homes and luxury cars
He's a ghetto superstar
(He's a playa!...)
He's a pimp, he's
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
G-Unit (buck), we in here (buck)
We can get the drama poppin', we don't care (buck-buck-buck)
It's goin' down (buck), 'cause I'm around (buck)
50
G-Unit (buck), we in here (buck)
We can get the drama poppin', we don't care (buck-buck-buck)
It's goin' down (buck), 'cause I'm around (buck)
50
dogg 3 times
Like bub Scarface, T-Loc 1 & 2
Big 40 mick dogg this ones for you
Sammy Parker we ain't forgot about you O.G. cuzz
I'ma show these
like Celie
no longer G, now you can see me
but your letters' (lettuce) still under my sea (C) like seaweed
C and G but nothing bout me CG
It's all real,
Dre, he a Compton-Compton O.G
Nas, he a QB-QB true G
Do the history
Way before The Firm, like back in the day
Nas was the first New York nigga
Dre, he a Compton-Compton O.G
Nas, he a QB-QB true G
Do the history
Way before The Firm, like back in the day
Nas was the first New York nigga
dope game, cocaine
I went from quarters to ounces to slangin' ki's bitch
I went from rags to riches and I'm stackin' G's quick
Now the popo's wanna
I'm numb with it
I don't feel shit, like G, I don't feel nothin' (I don't feel shit)
When I reminisce it's just me, you ain't did nothin'
But I see
tell us D tell us D
Mass confusion g, I don't know what's up
Hey yo man
(it's just another case of that old pta)
Huh man
[Dinco D]
In school
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