Lyrics:
and will never beat him
It feel like all my life I been needing a break
Looking at my family, I ain't wanna make the same mistake
And I know that shit
I show love cause that's God given, aye
It's a G thang, couple hitters on my side and they don't play
Couple bitches side eye, I'm like okay
Got my
Brook-Nam nigga and I'm Mo' P'd up
G'd up, dude gon' fuck around and get beat up
Cause you treed up, intoxicated off the alcohol
Homey my niggas ain't
This for all y'all niggaz dat tru to the g-zame.
From master p and the whole tru click. it's time to hook ya ice
Cream up and turn it into candy.
Mo
Boi, Daddy Fat Sax, G pretty D, are they same, boo
But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family, so you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
'Cuz I will jab
Boi, Daddy Fat Sax, G pretty D, are they same, boo
But I'm backed by the Dungeon Family, so you can go 'head wit' all that stabbin' me
'Cuz I will jab
the city yea she got a 2 piece
Ima take her to the Mo said I'm going one deep
She Keep rollin with a G cause I keep her on her feet
I'm talking side nigga
tu Brute". Er' thang slo mo like a movie
Going Grundy, born on a Monday, dead by Sat, buried by Sunday (aye)
Heart shrapnel, Call me Tony (aye)
A bliss
need no welfare
Shit with our whole family
Maybe it's me that caused it, the fighting and the hurting
In my room crying 'cause I didn't want to be
My g dat talk too long
Do it step by step don't rush
Just wave that ting make a man Go dumb
Ay
Do the TC Bop
My g dat talk too long
Do it step by step
Pump Pump, Pump Pump, Pump Pump
Pump Pump
Pump Pump
Let the motion of your body be the key, 'cause we
Be the motherfucking G Funk family (pump,
the motion of your body be the key, 'cause we
Be the motherfucking G Funk family (pump, pump)
Now, I'll play the G in this deadly game
Snoop Dogg is
the get go
So I hustle to get mo
So I can run it up
So I can run it up
Twenty years and I'm still in the game doing my thang
Getting my change gripping
demons in tha mirror
Wicked as fuck feeling like a Murder & Killa
Witness I'm on the defense like Johnny Cochran
NOW GIVE UP YO THANGS MISTA, before
to jail
I got mo' p**** to swell and mo' dreams to tell
I ain't going back to jail, I ain't going back to jail
And tell ya old man I ain't going back
came around, and thangs go insane
I gotta get my thang back on track
But the mo' I try to stay away
The mo' I comes back
Why I let her play me? You can't
feel the same
As I do
Bullets hit ya screen G
When you just idle
Piece together bit by bit
Til I'm a idol
Hesitate a little bit
Demons will eye close
happy
These MC's are happy with a G
But I'm gonna keep billing up P
'Til the government have to put a bullet
In my Boy Better Know tee
When are these
[Chorus: x2]
The east to the west
Up north to the down south
Live wires connect
So if you swangin' on thangs
(Keith Murray, UGK and oh my
*Royce talking*
D-12, worst fucking rap group ever (You ready?)
Royce Da 5'9" would like to apologize to the family of my homeboy Bugz
for lettin'
on the slip
Pack a double m or a pistol grip
Robbin muthafuckas to stay alive
Cause in the ghetto only the strong survive
And O.G.'s, they can tell when
she say
No
This is just a G thang G thang
What
I say DJ DJ
What
Hit em with a replay replay
What
I dont care what he say she say
No
This is just a G
They see I'm a G now they wanna see more
If he reach for my chain I'ma make him see Vo
My nigga upstairs I be moving slo-mo
I can't spare a lil bear
seein'
Then recognize that I'm serious about my G'n
You hypnotized by the system, blindin' you from seein' the game
I'm tryin' to keep all my G brothers
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