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by any chance it's not
Well, I guess I'm ready
I'll get confetti
Oh my, G-O-D
I keep changing my mind like P.O.V.
Me, myself, and I trying to decide

with your I.G. addiction 
Unless you getting money with subscriptions  
Desperate condition’s got you making desperate Decisions
Don’t get caught by

a trunk, 
Can’t reason with this bitch it’s like I’m talkin’ to a drunk, 
I grew up with a G how could I ever be a punk, 
I knew you wasn’t no brother you

I'm militant
Chief Keef
Shorty hold my torch
With class she E3
G's get caught up At least G's got up
I need receipts
I read seen and Bri called up
My

man
Double G the belt, I swear the snakes on it is hissing man
Walk up to an opp on his own block like who you dissing man
Walk away untouched, but he

My G's mine, know what type of time when I G-slide

On these sides, got a couple real ones I can breeze by
I be high, try to keep my focus on each

bigger than rap
You put words together just to fit in your raps
I formulate books, you can picture the facts
You freestyle in streets, ain't no G's in that

crazy when I stick it in and poke out
I just treat the pussy like a whole shit, I'm dig it out
I'm a real G, baby girl, I show you what I'm about
I say I

are the only I'm missing
(B I G F O E)

Even though we got so distant
You are the number one I'm missing
Missing hugs and all them kisses
And own my

played you first but what you did was worse
Tired of love, man that shit is a curse
Trying to keep it G, so I'm quenching my thirst
I'm pouring all my pain

im Outback bin i g’we’n
Hob vui Pflanz’n und Viecha gseng
Es war schee und interessant
Doch jetzt frei i mi auf a Land
I wui hoam

Oh Austria
Du bist

[Intro : Stick]
Salfrom
Goune Bazoo Keusti...
CMF, Coffee G...
BBP
[Couplet 1 : Stick]
Je suis plus si mignon, j'ai brisé le miroir, y a le sang

up

I'm just a young but OG, keep it B-I-G
Raised on these streets where the real ones be
Ain't playin' by the rules, flipping the script
Middle

knockers, take her out first
I'm out her rocking, with my purse
I take pills, I take percs
I'm on I.G. making reels
See the red, it's on the field
I don't

I'm saying let's make a toast
To the life of this new coast

On a new boat, setting sail on a new coast
I G, that's a new coast, yeah
I'm on ten when

could never be mines
Been soul seeking, but they hard to find
I got black heat by my feet now
That S-I-G wanna speak now
You talkin' sweet, he 'gon eat ya

You're listening to 3G Music Productions
I mean it's about time you came around (Mcuz)
Pull up at "106th" and park,
In the dark you my little spark,

the alarm
Pick a side, halo or the horns
Information, sold it's not told
B.1.G. gettin' spins out of Tokyo
Drop the bar to see how low they really go
He

like my I.G. pictures
On my line you different
I can't understand it
Why you move so iffy
Only time you want me
Is when I get distant
I don't ask to see

that bag stupid
I been hustling all night they say that bag foolish
With F-O-G and I'm not out alone like damn I love cupid
C-counting green with niggas

to the doctor
No flodging, I ain't never been no imposter
No B.I.G., but these bitches calling me Big Poppa
Riding round my city, I got all these bands on me
Lean

the game, sellin' grams ten a  G
R.I.P. to my O.G., Bobby King
That nigga was a legend in the streets
Came from nothin', I did it myself

Trappin'

other man
I know
For the one time, come and dance 
Aye, curving the doubt, it’s not for me 
Ya gon be sorry when I count apologies (a pile of g’s) 
Pardon