Lyrics:
Rovers overachievers O.G.s and young thugs wanna hold heaters One love real niggas not gettin' out to make a deal nigga I leave a nigga head numb like Bill
along to the arms of a G like me? I can? stand you with him You should be with me [Chorus] What I gotta do to get through to you Girl you can
like throwing up Cautious, watch ya step, land rhymes blowin up Havin a pity for foes, fuck G.I. Joe He's a sucker, slap the taste outta wild
G.C., 7 Bills what? Sharpen the cut [Chorus] [Verse 2: Dolo] My nigga pump all night Do the goonin' all night Bag a trick that blow dick
The way my demons want you dead wouldn't wanna be ya Joke's up, the G loc's up, so what shut up We gon' see how tough you be when we roll up Talkin more
[Eon] We arrive with the sun smog up in the vintage London fog I'm fuckin your G after you took her to miniature golf From the floor of this
Mission impossible, cause these hoes simply incapable Goin' for the cash, and dash first chance available Bitch, really understand me Ken D-A-W-G from
me 'Cause I be the m double o to the see-h-i-e From the g-h-e-t-t-o, lady grab a 'bro, take 'em to the floe And bounce it real low, then back up give
bang in east bay it's a G thing Punks saying salutation while taking lives with no delay Feel me its west coast the left coast no test wit killer Cali
you guess- No let me tell you: The b and the a and the n and the g and the l and the a With a word called desh Sums up the country the word
mother fucking one of your homies (Hang on) You in the ?? (Hang on) Don't nobody give a fuck about me Little Nob hold on I'm a young G I always stay
me free Turn me loose Chain gang, chain gang Well, I'm g-you-i-l-t-why Guilty of a heart that breaks Darlin', I loved you, but you said goodbye
The sex is sorta nifty if you're workin 50/50 If not I will play shorties with the swifty Talkin 'bout.. (Chorus X 2) Once you hit the G-Spot she act
It's the simple things like the robots Stevie g draws And the ease with which you seem to pull those tricks There are moments of escape for every
we are close we know how this feels Alright, and it feels alright, so we'll wait for these weeks to come And slowly g, and it seems I never end up
keep growing til I start to sneeze (What's Mark salad's G's?) Blue cheese Blue cheese is the topic at hand Cheesy blue (true) elements can't stand When
Check-check-check it a to the g is gonna wreck it. On stage, on my record, so nigga don't forget it. I'm the man. the one-man-band is on my right hand. (his name
the groove, check G-L-O-B-E gonna prove Move your chest, roll up your robe Dance, trance all in a globe Feel like dance いつの頃か 忘れそな遠い日 めくるめく想いは 情けない程
the call bustin niggaz in the jaw Lyrical steeds hommie pleaze havin bitches on they knees G-I do or die all my life cannot lie Hold it down like a pound
an O.G. curl I live in peace But folks still be testing me Your best friend today Tomorrow, your worst enemy You never know who's planning to jack
from A to Z You wanna get with me, you gotta listen carefully We got Em in the place who likes it in your face You got G like MC who likes it on a...
flour A hundred and fifty g ground nuts A little extra powdered sugar And no eggs Place in a bowl Add butter Add the ground nuts and Knead
And the beats so bangin' you don't want it to stop Huh, I know how you feel when T-boy prepares the track for my grill I asked G-Hydro to spot me a dollar
wit me Baby can't you see Can't you see that I'm feelin you everything about you When sometime,you know you got the damn thing I like Gotta a G
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