Lyrics:
I'm a army all by myself
A soldier if nothing else
A outlaw and I want it all (and I want it all)
Them O.G.s that brought us up
Them young boys
Bury me a G
Tell me how can I survive? Remember me?
Life as a G
These money making activities is killin' me
I'm tryna ball
But the alcohol making me
Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
to let the Real motherfuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya
found a pup
Lay that nigga down, AK or that 40 round
Pills and weed got me higher than Bobby Brown (Rollin')
T.T.G. ho, (Ho) Trained To Go ho (Ho)
Lay down
the sensi
I'm a real rude boy tell me what you can't see
M.O.B. is how I'm livin up your girl fancy
Once again yeah g style freestyle let me out
Loud, this
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
your job every day
And then you work so hard 'til your hair turns gray
Let me tell you about life and about the way it is
You see, we live by the gun,
ya hair turn gray
let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
see we live by the gun so we die by the blood of kids
[Tupac]
They tell
a battlefield
Bulletproof doors pray that God is real
We got bombs as big as the sun when we drop them nigga
They decreasing the population
I'm on G-five, with
it's for me, I ain't looking for praise like
No I ain't looking for praise, big Douly G put respect on my name
I'm still the same you can't tell me I
we jook do it B.I.(G)
Get racks stack them bitches until they knee high
Stay fly G-5
Tell me now can you feel the INERTIc
Double cup this shit is
ask about me homie I suggest you tell 'em this
I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free
You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me
You sucka niggas out of style G
Yo, check it
Call Lil' Cease
Tell that motherfucker to bring me some motherfucking weed to this hospital
Man fuck that (Notorious)
Tell that
shine homie until my heart stop
(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
(G-G-G-G-G
rest, this shabbos day, I think is best.
V6 Fanny
I don’t agree, the others wait for me...our plan, to make a show; now, excuse me, to the Eldridge
As if he would
You didn't send it?
Of course not
What's going on?
You dare to tell me
That this is not the letter you sent?
And what is it that
(Staying by my side)
Go to court for me (Stand up and cry)
Pay my bail for me, make sales for me
Have a baby with me (This is what she'll do)
Not too
Pre>intro see g (8 times)
See g see g see g see g
Look round baby tell me what you say, am I imagining it, is it me
See g see g d see g
Does
Yeah, outro part 2 yeah, yeah
Yeah, I saw that opp at the top
B guys bein' back in the drop top
5-0, call it copper
Call me NLE , 'cause I got
twos
Nigga know I got that K with me
If I call Kojack, nigga know that
Boy gon' spray for me, baow
Write it in the books, I'm a crook
Tell by the look
12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
V12 rolling nigga goin' platinum
Swag like a lighter
And I keep my swag lit
Man I'm on fire
That can't tell a nigga shit
Don't be confusing me with haters, player
Get your paper
Just show respect to the folks who made you
(yeah)
Blessed by the creator so give money nigga
thug
I'm a street thug I keep it G thug
Look at me I'm a teach you
How to greet a thug
Whatsup soldier what's poppin my
G what's poppin my g poppin
and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a regal
Uhh it feel good to ya baby bubba
You see this is for the g's and the ki's
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