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just lost a fight

Real Gs caught her eye make her wanna come and live that real life

Who do you think you are 

Take your bird around the world 

Treat

I'm with a couple gs so bring some hunnys too
Penthouse views u know how we do 
I pour the henny in the ice let it go down smooth 
Oh lord yh mi so

ain’t stackin 
Can’t even pay for zips smokin gs he ain’t gassin 

Hittin licks for fun he’s on the run 
But he’s slackin 
Goofy ass nigga 
He a simp 
Ya

Easy nuh
I jus reach n u warn tease mi nuh
Anywher i move its wid gs una
Less im jack jones on greaze una

Tell em man im okay-yay
Mans been badder from

made it bridges burned man i did done fuck up, learnt w the process heart on my sleeve so i pray that my ideas buck up jus a couple young gs on a come up

caliente por el bang bang
La B GANG está ready por la street
No toques a ninguno de mis gs
 Que te pueden dejar más de una cicatriz
 Que todavía hay droga

like for real though (Uh)
Never keep me waiting on this deal though (Uh)
And I'll still get love from my Gs' though (Uh)
Don't suit and tie me, no worry

cause I'm stroking in
Man I'm rolling with the Gs got me puffing cheese
Yo how you gonna win if you're hating kin
Pull up beside how you go ride for these

Ayy, I put them 2SGs on a nigga (Gang)
Nah, I put them 223s on a nigga (Ayy)
Ayy, this ain't no casual blunt
That I smoke on
I put like three Gs in

I blow an O for my Niggas
This is one for the Gs 
This ones one for the bitches
This is one for the queens 
This is one for my niggas
Who can’t live

Tag gehen Hyän`n auf die Jagd
Wir ziehen Nasen dieses Leben viel zu hart
Und meine Seel viel zu schwarz (AHHU)

Das ist der Sound für die G`s, yeah

En un lil skies beat pero el cielo es gigante
Ando con todos mis Gs en un achante
Quiero irme de aquí y dejar algo importante
Con los mismos outfits

Yeah
Give a fuck 'bout gwop (Gwop)
In the hood just me and the Gs
When we had no Ps
We'd chill at the shop (Posted)
Back days man our lives were

text
Midnight drives with the Gs are the best, put that on the set
Backseat talk comes cheap, my g, tell me what do you get?
Man I'm tired of ig flex

Look, I don't do switch ups make her trip up on my verses
Y'all wanna keep up but I'm that nigga we can't merge shit
I bring my shit up gs too lit up

like we
Schreit alle Westside Gs, Westside Gs
Ain't no motherfucker fresh like us
Westside Hustlers wir hängen im Redlight ab
Ain't no motherfucker fresh

Wird die Lage schwierig sieh
Wie von euch dann jeder flieht
Ihr wart ja doch wahre Gs
Aufgewachsen auf der Street
Wird die Lage schwierig sieh
Wie

Hunnid' Gs in der Jean, Pocket-Bean (Ah ah)
Meine Sprite niemals clean niemals clean, niemals clean
Diese Soda immer dirty, wie ne Bish, niemals

in L.A
Countin' Gs all day, put the blues to the left
Fifties in the middle, two duds to the right
Countin' Gs all night, yeah
Countin' Gs all night,

the exit like Jumanjis game
Get man down go home and pray
They know how the whole ah my Gs dem
They know how the whole ah my Gs dem stay


Who's man with

Ayy, that my brother
You already know what time it is, nigga
You wanna walk behind me
Look
I flipped a lot of Ps
I stacked a lot of Gs
I feel like

always chill
Kinda weird how it works so bless
Gotta stay real tight with my Gs
And keep bad Bs
And leave out skets
I said a man like me don't rest
Cuz I'm

I said move bitch I'm after a win
I need all my Gs packin gas in a bends
That bitch on her knees damn she at it again
That bitch on her knees damn

hasta que muera
Click, clack, dos, R, enganchado en la avenida. estamos puesto pa la guerra
Oh my Gs oh my Gs en el bando. MVP en el juego ganando
Con el