Lyrics:
to
The ladies and ghetto
Men
cn
csk me why
Ghetto love is the law that we live by
The Ghetto,
The G Code
The Ghetto,
The G Code
Verse 2
Rap music
The hood
this biatch
(beats by the pound)
Y'all know what time it is (DPG)
What y'all thought? I wasn't gonna be on?
(get rowdy rowdy, rowdy rowdy, what?)
Here
Bars The Cypher
Volume 3
Choi
Huh
Testing who’s on the mic Jay4now Onye rap
Asata to the world tryna put my hood on the map
So many things I have
people ain't no room to breathe
Surrounded by murderous felons, drinks and bags of weed
I swing at ya and get fly with the M-I
I'm automatic trample in
on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man
Yeah yeah three
That hustlin' shit inside of me
Got to let it breath you know
Learned from the best
That hustlin' shit inside of me
And as far
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
by a garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak is all she said
We jumped in
just double up
Still, I just do rap, I ain't a mobster
Bet
Go and tell these rappers better, show some respect
Someone tell these fucking labels, cut me
of the Flavor Unit
And we are Naughty By Nature, and we will just do, by terminating you
I can snap, rap, pack, click-clack, patter-pat-pat
Take that ass
yo feins
No lebron yo bitch call me the king
I'm the young nigga gone let shit Ring
G3c and this bitch came wit a Beam
Wu tang gotta live by that cream
good luck
But the homie who ran. Mmmm
One Time gaffled him up
(Chorus 3x: Scratched by DJ Unknown)
Get your ass in the car.
Ho hold it now.
Keep
dead
And I'm known to pull steel
Trigs and kill pigs i run with ill kids and
Real nigs who peel wigs
My rap's steady slammin
I keep a heavy cannon
It's
"Gangster Rap has become incredibly popular and profitable
By selling lyrics about black-on-black violence"
"It's not actually a form of music"
my nigga, you can ass it
My accessorize accessories bring
Out my assets
Nigga they sound on acid, tablets
Stussy’s G-Shock with my custom
Pair of 3
One, two, three, pop, pop
One, two, three, pop, pop
One, two, three, pop, pop
Mr. Davis
One, two, three, pop, pop (okay)
Yeah (woo)
Okay, okay
the B.G. is in affect
From the 3rd to tha 17th a nigga be chillen' on the set
I'm a Uptown solja, can't stop that 13th
Real, real niggas, we be chillen' off
and stay inky
Onsite and freaky
Cant you tell by her genes
cint all what it seems
U know how i mean!
I should blow out your raps
Hows rap for the trap
scratch this
The ice cube link you bought, from the Jew for 80 G's
was only appraised at forty-two
Gazed upon by the eyes of multitude
of people, who
featuring Craig G
(Get) (Get)
(Get)
(Get funky)
[VERSE 1]
When I get stupid to the point that I'm mentally mad
My
to be rich
Try'n to put a way Mil (million) that's why I'm in ths studio on my shit
droppin rap after rap like we sell Key after Key
backed up by
Dope Dope Dope
Genius Sounds
Its a Dope Gang party
Yea we mobbing out
G.S.F. Funktion
Yea we dumbing out
Wake up
Laid up
Withcha boo thang
feel
Double double baby cuz you quite the steal
Found a way to keep it g without the steel
Cuz I treat the booth like its battlefield
1 body 2 body 3
Push my buttons I'll use a Controller instead
Square square square one combo done
Three light attacks in a combo and you're dead
D d d d dead up
G g g
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