Lyrics:
R.I.P G Baby, you the realest
Way before all the Tik Tok and the triller vids we had the vision
Still sticking to the vision
Took a couple L's but we
the bitches)
Toast up for the riches
(For the riches)
Surrounded by G's
No P-O-P
I hold it down for H-I-P H-O-P
(Yay yay yay hey)
Ok I pull up high as fuck
To hear real ill beats combinated with rhymes
Brought to you by the person at the T-O-P
That be G-O-D, and I be T-I-P
The promoter of the flyness, witness
y'all
So drop to your knees
That's the position, assume it bitch
You slip and you're soon to get
Fucked up by a lunatic
Decide to pack a gat
Well
and the jewelry
Three weeks later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a little fly ass bitch wit me
Sittin' in a dig, yo it couldn't be
(What up G?) Saw my face on TV
a lil ass slug
And please dont call me a P dont disrespect me im a g
Infatuated with betchs it turn me to a beast
Infatuated what my brother had it
them ding dongs
cause in the ghetto everbody got nicknames
like Master p, Lil Roy, and Big Man
eyes red, dank to the head
I'm not Snoop Dogg but I feel
the first nigga that's catching a case
I stalk through the hood, get a QP, I'm so G
You can not do me, I'm a certified gangsta
And I'm sponsored by Louis
Sun God get 'em
I stay far from my opponents, pardon me dogs
That's why lead the call, they moving up on us
But them G's on the corners, move when I
But them G's on the corners, move when I move
That's a warning, or I'ma have my goons spin a garment
Think it's sweet, and try to creep or run up
by the plate
I'm the stock man, hit me up, I serve yo ass a play
See profit and we take, we profit everyday
I'm a profit, so they say, they can't knock
peace love and equality
So In these four words will travel Around the globe seven fold
Signed by milkyways very own
O. G. ASTRO
P.s
I love you all
broke and the system shut you down
By all means hustle for pay
I ain't a bad man
But I represent all the frustrated youth
That are stuck in their ways
his hand if abused
Yet, I need to keep amused
I need another g
I need some cleaner sneaks
I plead the 5th if anybody see me with a p
I need a 5th
R-E-I-G-N or Ryan
My party live heating like cayenne
Ya can't have achievement without trying
Man, who do you think you are? I am!!!
A, B, C, D, E, F, G
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P
Q, R, S
T, U, V,
W, X, Y, Z
It's Alphabetical
Catch me in the vestibule
Body in a duffle
Not like
Man fuck yo' G man I be he all my heathens pushing p
That Saint Laurent a fiend for me, don't need no bean to get on geek
(Hold on)
Niggas h-a-t but I
twenty bad bitches with the matching outfits
Hook
[Fresh]
I was the man in kindergarten and a pimp in first
A mack in second grade by third it was worse
Nga-naffe-tukuba-siliki
Mubudde-e-kiro-eyo
Bad-by-blood
N-o-t-r-e-l-a-t-i-o-n
With-the-ladies-i-bring
O-v-u-l-a-t-i-o-n
Your-favorite-rapper-cannot
C-o-m-p
last kiss before your ash is missed
These bastards is gettin clapped by the strap at the wrist
Chorus: Kool G. Rap (repeat 2X)
Yo let the games begin
the-the-the O, the P the E
Riding clean, the G the L, it's 63
Ooh-wee, see chicken heads, they fiend for me
Yung north S-I-D-E, W-E-T bitch
Yeah
[master p]
You know what?
This ghetto got me so crazy
My life, it almost feel like I'm a phone call or ring away from death
Ain't this fucked up
Big
need, what you want? Yeah, I got darg
And I was raised in the mud, but now I in the trap
Flippin' racks and investing P's into nugs
Hella man talk trap
Last week, this old man I had to blast
'Cause he tried to help me out when my car was out of gas
Ripped this old lady, hung her neck by a hook
Didn't
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