Lyrics:
this is
It's 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit
Aw nigga don't trip
I come through your hood, stunting in my yellow Lam'
Murcielago, top down, nigga damn
I'm
Gucci bag poppin tags
New crib brand new jag
Birdman born to shine
Bad bitch all the time
Stay fly, ride fly
I?m stuntin?, stay high
Straight G, just like
Hey battle cat
It's your dog, bitch Snoopy D-O, double G
Aka, I was thinking we need to take it back
To the way it used to be
You feel me, yeah
Westside Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It¹s the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh
Money ain't a biggady
I make ya so sik of me
I make history like KHALED make a movie
Its yours truly ill send g'd like a purpo d
Spend the new g's
when I'm stunting
I blow 50 G's, I mean with ease like this is nothing
Please don't interrupt me when I'm talking to my jeweler
He's putting them
Come back with bundles pimp a half a g and Louie V (in Louie V)
But you ain't tripping never question 'bout a nigga G (bout a nigga G)
We keep it real
listen to the choir
To burn my kush you must use fire
D-O, double G like never heard before
Smoking that bomb like THC4
West coast worldwide, sea shore
why ***
And stay in touch with my competition
I'm in touch with my composition
Roll a ***, it's the ***, yeah, we got prescriptions
Just a G 5, no
to the max with a suicide girl
I need to go need a fuckin' go
Celebratin' life to the max with a suicide girl (girl)
I need g... g... g... go now go
Yeah I'm
[Verse 1]
Mane I'm a gangsta, g-a-n-g-s-t-a mane,
A gangsta the best to come up out of PA mane,
A gangsta seldom seen but always heard,
A real
up in Hollywood
A house full getting to it you know how we do it
Where we smoke great, and we drink good
Then we ball hard, just like G's should
Diamond face, hundred and one streak,
Everyday do it like it's no sleep,
Round the way, choke cause we got heat,
Hundred G's on a chopper, new fleet,
What it do nigga
This your nigga T-Streets bang bang
In the building
This young money
First up
My nigga, Gudda Gudda
Double "G"
Blap, blap
a G, and we see G
I saw you looking at me, when I was with Warren G
You peeping not speaking and that's freaking me out
It's something bout yo bidness
chips off the dresser
An you didn't even have to fess up
I just gave you another G, an told you "pick ya dress up"
For the wedding, the setting was set
(Life life)
Check this out
I'm the hardest of the hardest
The realest of the realest
But see I don't fuck nothing but G's ballers and killers
So
(seen her)
Yah, real G's shit. Tell me
Moma Mia, niggas wanna G her (Snoop Dogg)
Bitches wanna be her
Motherfuckers can't see her
Give it up for
and yellow, black and yellow (G-Mix)
Black and yellow, black and yellow
Yeah, uh-huh, you know what it is
Everything I do, yeah, I do it big
Yeah, uh-huh,
the rabbit out of the L-O-G
You gotta make a commotion like a D-O-G
Like a D-O-G, woof
Well, I got a good woman
What's the matter with me?
What makes me wanna
the bar
We can g-fly from coast to coast (yeah)
Pop champagne let's make a toast (Da, da, da)
Now we're sipping caffe patron
Smoke that kush till we get
to my hand
Baby, ask your friend what she gon' do for this band
I'm the realest one in here, I'ma tell you in advance
Take this G6, she might wake up
This is the G. I. Jive
Man alive
It starts with the bugler blowin' reveille over your bed when you arrive
Jack, that's the G. I. Jive
guidance like your 'sposed to do
Notice who, participatin all the activity
That's how we livin G, strictly killer tendencies
So death to all my enemies
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