Lyrics:
My partners stabbed me in my back
Don't gotta remind me
I got some parties going on
Yeah dans mon lit
Melanie plus Becky
If that's a problem I got
move
Check mate so i move
Check mate so i move
All by myself walking on the road
Caught up in my problems
The hood says kena le attitude
I be acting
Told her bring a friend
She can tell by your walk that your a middle man
The way I get it on my mama yeah I'm going fed
She gone let me, She gone let
Benny Da Fucking Problem
Benny Da Fucking Problem
Anybody Here Know Benny?
Aye
Benny Da Fucking Problem
Benny Da Fucking Problem
Benny Da Fucking
que me prefieres, y quieres (bebecita)
Quédate en lo que amanece
Y como KAROL G en mi cama (cama)
Como Becky G sin pijama (-jama)
Ella no sabe
like to take my time
(Yeah)
And I'm back with a passion
Let's get it
No problem breaking myself off
If that's what keeps me focused, man yeah
(Gotta get
hours from Florida
Niggas get slaughtered, boy, where I'm from
Problems gon' get solved by getting robbed
Causing tear drops and closed caskets
make her nut bitch imma G with The shit G with the Shit G
I be smoking till the motherfucking Sun comes up
Another blunt up in my system as i Pour me up
I walk out Balenci
More drip than da Vinci
Off rocks, no Fenti
I'm passing on plenty
No fifty's or twenty's
Just Georgie and Benji
My G neva keep it
the g's
'N' taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
You got rich 'n' g shits still a part of you
'cause breakin' old habits so hard to do
You
You don't want no problem
You don't want no problem
You don't want no problem
You don't want no problem
You don't want drama
You don't want drama
No
Eye-ballin' every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint
Break out, find my shit
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad bitches walkin' by the fella tryin'
Eye-ballin' every fake Frankie Lymon in the joint
Break out, find my shit
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Mad bitches walkin' by the fella tryin'
pulled up on us no problems
[Bridge 2: Erich Gillespie]
Give me that twice if you're hype for the sweep spot
Give me that back on a bike with a G
thang
Maria was her name
She would hit me for flame
Any ticket she would pay
Plus when she slid by
She give a Chico that brain
Yuleidys stay getting jelly
Yeah
It's Shady, ha ha (woo)
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit (ha ha)
Here we go again
Yeah (what? Huh-huh, ha ha)
Does it make you mad when I
you know
I just copped a MPC60 from Japan
As I'm rappin' through this SM7 that's in my hand
Got a quarter-pound of buddha, I'm smokin' it by
yo
Maxed a ho
You could roll by,I lock the door
La di da di da di da, I got a lot for sure
Ho, I make the paper, I don't let it make me
I stay
hours from Florida
Niggas get slaughtered, boy, where I'm from
Problems gon' get solved by getting robbed
Causing tear drops and closed caskets
could talk about it
G: Talk about it
B: Talk about it
G: Bet it all if I lose I can live without it
BRIDGE
(Scratches by DJ Dubplates)
Bet it all if I
Everywhere we be we V.I.P
When we step up in the place they recognize a G
You can tell by the way we talk the way we walk we keep it P.I.M.P
do life
I advise you to stop; yo' money don't buy you stripes
Only thing that money brings is fake niggaz and problems
Followed by niggaz who hate fake
thoughts
Yo t, I dont think they can hear me clearly
How can I make it any more clear g.
The problem is tryna hold on to my thoughts,
The problem is holdin
Daniel graduated from the white Vans
Bitches with addictions getting lifted
Yeah she got a problem and ain't nobody can fix it
Joey bread couldn't help her
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