Lyrics:
on this shit since 2003. Bitch I'm the
Muddiest P-drinker, my funding is G, fingers is
Green from the touch of the bud and the money, succinctly I
Sum it
piste noire,
Comment ça c’est possible que tu connaisses pas l’son?
Cette g**** je n****,
Elle fait que d’me harceler,
Mortel comme l’arsenic
Le mic
what's so personal, we all gon die in the end, uh, yeah
G19 on my nightstand, she know that I keep it close to me
You acting shady, you think I don't
it's going up and she wanna keep, a real nigga tucked she coming with me
Was driving a buster now it's a G, Wagon a must now she wanna plead
She wanna
off
Wax on wax off
Clap on clap off
I’m on I’m off
Whip me down
Whip me off
Don’t forget to dust my shoulder off
A real G even triller BOSS
I can
never flop
Who’s hot and who’s not
I need that number one spot
When I signed that dot
I always kept a fat knot
Don’t stop
So G from my head to my socks
Mula mula, sto con Mulan Mulan
Sa difendersi da sola la bitch royal
Tu fai parte della pula o della DEA
Lei sembra una dea
Fumiamo e giochiamo a G
This ARP got a suppressor
Do what I want, I'm not tryna impress em
Keep that G23 in my dresser
I'm always outta town, that shit stress her
I'ma keep
Nigga, this RMS only, I stick with my team
Nigga, this G26 got a drum with a beam
I put they ass in a box like I'm wearing Supreme
We put his ass
She'll never be the love thats worth having
She aint nun worth fighting for
D-O-L-O T-H-E G-R-E-A-T yk wtf going on mann u better believe
the hoes I got one my G
I can never fuck with fake mentality
I can never fuckin' raise my salary
Still I'll be talkin' that sad shit
Raise up your cactus
Day
growing up to be a G
Cause its all about the money now and the b**ches
And these rappers don't realize what they're doing to their image
Just reinforcing
the guap, I'm S-T-G
(YEA YEA)
It ain't easy, its bigger than me
I've done some things you can't believe
You don't know me
Uh- Everyone thinking they kin folk
the shits what
This is it what
This is it what
(Yea) (Aye)
Straight up out the first, All we know is dirt
Loyalty and honor
S-T-G- I stash the guap You
claimin a G
But honestly they nothin but some geeks
They tryna set me up and snitch
Cause money speaks
But I aint got no time to talk
I'm rubbin cheeks
Her
that G I'm bout to rip
Cause she know what it is
Yeah
Blue strips got the crisp
We got matching whips
Lover turned accomplice
On and off again
Daddy's
ting set, ah so di ting go, bare shot ah fire man ah get low
Have thugs from di g-e-double-t-h-o run inna yuh place from di get go
Dunce fool better
fecho com a família
Eldorado, Mumu, nós na pista, Papillon, Tabaco, la quadrilha
N1G, Mente Criminal, é poucas ideia, o rap é minha vida
Quando os
alot of you niggas, so why y’all be hating on me?
now i got a message for y’all in the capital, you all can suck on my capital D!
Unless you’re capital G
to y’all
I don't need her
Uh, Yeah
I mistreat her
Uh, Uh
Leave G-Shocked I could see her time was off
I do magic
Disappear
Dai Vernon
In a two seater
still green
Red around ‘em when I smoke weed
Tailin’ pussy like a D-O-G
Heh
Feels good to be king
If I wasn’t me I’d pray I wasn’t you
Sorry bruh I make
Gorilla Glue
Unorthodox, like I'm Dominick Cruz
Houdini Supreme I'm into magician moves
They just tryna track how our retinas move
Don't make me go G Fredo
I know
Copy my walk, copy my ways, mocking my talk
Try me I hawk, like me I blaze, knocking hot hawk
Copy the G's, back to the friends, down
hatring like what did i do?
I gotta stick to the g code
Why these bitches they be pushing my buttons
Hoe, you don't know the cheat codes
Up in fendi, i'm
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