Lyrics:
the cheddar
Cause its grind time now
On my bike time now
Doing wheelie up wheelie up wheelie up
Real recognize real I'm a G I'm a G
Aint not stopping me nah
(Y'all know I kick shit)
From across the street
I can't wait for this to blow my mind
I'm a O.G to the game, put O.G behind my name
Y'all ain't see
non ti parla
Finché la Lady squilla
Finché la tua non ti strilla
Fumo cioccolata
Ma lei è delicata
Come la sua borsetta doppia g
Tu non fare il finto g
O! ä! o! ä! o! ä!
O.r.ä.n.g.ä.t.t.ä.n.g.
burgundy
Straight ahh, from the streets
And a nicca know, when he see a -G
Just like that, just a -G
Straight off that Botany street
7 streets long, nicca
língua, o dedo não tem trava.
Aqui e G3 não tem 3G, defendo minha grama.
Já que sonhamos com quilos e morremos por gramas.
(Ponte)
Ou você abraça o plano
provisório
Há muitos que pensam que são B.i.g.s
Mas B.I.G só havia um notório
Já sabem qual é o procedimento
Venham às zonas de Chelas
Que nelas há talento
I drive you crazy don't I?
When I pull up to your spot keep it g don't lie
Too G like the ***** sign
I know your heart stay cold I'm anti-freeze
the Banshee crying... But my soul just keeps on flying... away
Death... life... You know... a lot of us spend so much time worrying about death
When we're g
Trying to clown a "G"
N***** always talking
About they "G"
Just because they got locked up
You a clown to me
Real Gs move in silence
Dont be out here
Get a g
The pigs wanna get a g
Yo shorty wanna get with me
She kissing me
I told her drop her face down
Where my dickies be
Stick with me
Rap is so easy
A g rocking a whole lot of g spots
I keep rocking the rock and hip hop
And I won't stop until I drop
And I won't stop until I drop
This is blood sweat
Dam i need to record it
Ya x dude had to be a fool cuz he lost yu
I buy you that shit chicks dont got in they closet
I stay fly baby
Private g5 baby
Yu
commence a courir avec un sourire de sudiste
Enft g pas peur de la mort
G peur de la vie après la mort
Car c'est le mal qui m'attire
Depuis petit rêve
way to the lottery
We on our way to the lottery
We on our way to the lottery
Baby look at me I look so clean yeah I do yeah
Im'a young nigga I'ma G
who's arguing
We are not equal
No fucking tolerance! Damn you all
Left - Right - Go
We`re not f*****g equal
We`re not f*****g equal at all
the door not lookin' back g
But fuck it's the past g
So leave it in the past
Not too fond of us relapsing
This Addy on the
Dash
I think that I can hear
you now see
You could file that under "damn it's been a while g"
Damn it's been a while G
The glow up is real. Grab a case load
The tow truck is
free
Fear none but He
That's G-O-D, a D-O-G to hoes I'm off the leash
I'm on this beat, While off the keish
I lost a peace of me then found some peace
off, like blast off
I hit once then back off
Pop pussy no bottle cap
Three woods yea we buy the pack
Rip to the B.I.G
They call me A.N.G.I.E
But this
Get yo b*tch off my d*ck she a sad thought (thot) start my day first I pray then I make plays
All this loud all around b*tch my crib stanks
Young o.g
on the seats
I got the game from OGs
I know they remember a G
I know they remember a G 24 hours no sleep
They try to bring you down when you're at your peek
it all again
Do it all again
Oh what a night
Oh what a night
Oh what a life
Shorty said she want a G6
Met her out at G5
Do her makeup on Live
Get too
man yes we do
An you don't want no drama nigga - yes we do
Come on tell tha truth nigga - man yes we do
[B.G.]
My name still B.G., we it's said it rang
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