Lyrics:
I'm a boss, I'm a profit, I'm a g,
I'm a CEO which means that I profit off of me (Yea!).
All white T's still rockin' my Nike Airs, fresh outta flight
Dogghouse
Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' 'bout
Yeah, check this out why'all, uh huh huh
[Chorus: Snoop
Dogghouse
Gimme some of that G shit Goldie Loc
Yeah, that's what I'm talkin 'bout
Yeah, check this out y'all, uh huh huh
We got Snoop Dogg in
to worry when we in your town.
Just a young muthafucker from the street,
Forced to be a G-angsta, knock-knock with a glock, pump-pump answer.
Throw your
TO THE GROUND
Ain't nobody hot as me I'm everything you GOTTA BE!
Ain't a hustler or a g that's out grinding me in these streets
Everything I touch straight
Verse1:
People say I'm cocky. Well that checks out, I can't argue it.
G-Mo Skee been rockin' shit, and that's common sense.
I deserve the best,
so true
Put that ass in a three-piece suit with no shoes
[Chorus 2X]
[Kool G. Rap]
Y'all niggaz act like y'all know
First Family, Black Guerilla
roll by I got nothing on me
'Cause the smoke's already in the air
I am looked up with two braids in my hair
All start with the kaki suit
I'm gonna
head, I'm out my mind
We got that love, the crazy kind
I am his, and he is mine
In the end, it's him and I, him and I
[Verse 1: G-Eazy & Halsey]
My '65
stunt, classy suit
Nice shoes, smoke blowing, guns all around
Yeah the mob will meet now let's keep it G
On some ref shit we don't trust each other
We
touch with those
Who are done bearin' the load
Of the suits we leave behind
Birthday suits, genetic code
Dilapidated a la mode
Get Edgar Allen Poed
Hot
rink
ICU I put him in the celly with the ice pick
You ain't seen me bumping in the suit I got the ice stick
With a nice lick, gotta pray I made the right
Yo what up Sir Lit!
You got some more of that special drank?
Hell yea my G. This cannabis infused fruit punch will knock your
Shokras back in
y’all I walk G
It’s mr never cop a plea
Ducking a skeez simply
Dreaming bout the re-up
And them niggas mad bcuz we
Plus we just touched down
So make
business suits and temper fades
Damn I done came a long way
Still got a long way to go
Still sticking to the G code
Real niggas won't ever fold
Damn I been
Only Love I know was crucified
Same Love saying we should unify
I was living for a suit and tie
So I either meet targets or meet suicide
Struggling
Tyriq did Ghost don't you tell me come clean
clphabet Soup in my suit, I just keep blowing G's
Pull up I'm really lactose I just throw up the cheese
London streets
It's kinda hard like a G for me to stay free, but I
Somehow, someway, stop myself from killing motherfuckers
Like every single day
suits, so religious, these muthafuckers ruthless
Blonde broads, Cuban cigars, shit I get the true
Lucky suit, VIP, Double M, T.I. truth
Cap guns, stab
and fifty doller tennis shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits
No ad-libbin nigga jus do like I do(do)
don't get it confused
and fifty doller tennis shoes, no suits
We some ballers pimp you oughta be followin our suits
No ad-libbin nigga jus do like I do(do)
don't get it confused
Heaven's sake, you pray God open the gate
In this modern day Sodom, that's their only escape
10 year olds are cold, no, they don't hesitate
2 up a G pack, he
of G stacks, We Murderers
This fuckin' life's got me feeling like a lefty
It's alright, I'll go hard, make sure this world don't forget me
It's
a suit with a smile that don't fit me (oh no)
Takin' a bus for some miles is gon' kill me (oh no)
I'm tryna turn it around, start this thin' from
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