Lyrics:
The only time I drink a 40 is when I want to drink a 40
And usually when I wear a suit
I leave with not one but two
I'm not trying to hurt nobody
You
The only time I drink a 40 is when I want to drink a 40
And usually when I wear a suit
I leave with not one but two
I'm not trying to hurt nobody
Robbin niggas with the mask like a Lucci
Double g's on me says Gucci
Gray matter on the gold
Medusa head on me got em froze
Robbin niggas with
out, Jump out, Jump out, Jump out
Get that boot that, Hop out on business suit that
More than a bag for my new bag, blue tack (Bap, bap)
Up and it's
[Krayzie]
We so thuggish ruggish (the motherfucking war is on)
You better suit up and do like Krayzie Bone
Cause the motherfucking war is
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
pieces of shit
Like you for breakfast"
Huh? Y'all eat pieces of
Shit? What's the basis?
We ain't going nowhere but
Got suit's and cases
J-IN-G-L-E bells
Moon walk in my space boots
Superfly in my space suit
Keep my phaser on stun and I straight shoot
Moonrocks in my space coupe
Moon walk in my space boots
On suit JE SUIS gars
C'est le but de theta
Combien de fois je me suis raté
Je ne regrette pas ma vie d'avant
Des coeurs et des g****** j'en ai cassé
Si t'es
Thousand the suit is from Sachs's
Talking that shit you get smacked
Got a new girl in the back
Making that other girl mad
She do what I say when I
Gotta keep this Judy shit alive, you feel me?
Judy me, you know what I'm sayin'?
Ayy, ayy
Real diamonds yellow like I peed on my wrist
G and G
and I like to rebel
This Motorola I'm givin you will suit you real well
Ten minutes twenty minutes thirty minutes feelin funny
Butterflies (Jeah!)
My eyes
Vvs vivid, vixen vicious
Suit linen, gun hidden
Money spillin, smooth criminal
I got gangsta agendas
I don't show off my pistol
I'ma hot boy she gon
día en una suit con un whisky on the Rocks
Shawty come with me
Im the only G
You Dont Need to see
What im gona be
A mí gang oh si,
Verán que seré
suit's and boots was the gear
Of fly bands and hip hop stars of the year
"Hey-ho" when rockin' on the
Street was the show
When the people clapped but they
wrist broke
Grew up on Scarface, Bushwick, Willie D
Will he be instrumental over instrumental by D-o-u-g?
That's rhetorical, the one, asks the oracle
Been
Galiyaan daru or nasha beta
Thaan chuka ijjat moot ke baha dega
Babushka
Black pant suit pant money thang
Mantar yeh jeene ka fookta
Babushka
Black pant suit
[Kool G Rap]
I know this chick, yo mami is rich, she push a six
Living some bloodshed, her man is pushing bricks
Crib way out in the sticks, they
you wack rappers hit the floor
[2pac]
How should I plead forever thuggin on a quest to get G's
Runnin from enemies ever since the days of a seed
Stacey Boots, perms and suits, I'm braided up; can fade it up
I skated up, you waited up, so you know I got to go ahead and tear shit up
Turn lose
Yeah yeah yeah yeah g style freestyle let me out g style freestyle let me out
Once again its evidential
Yeah g style freestyle let me out
Signing in
(Intro)
Geah
Hoo-Bangin in the house c'mon
Geah
Eihthype in the house c'mon
Geah
And I'm representin
Real Compton City G's on this one
My nigga [??]
(Intro)
Geah
Hoo-Bangin in the house c'mon
Geah
Eihthype in the house c'mon
Geah
And I'm representin
Real Compton City G's on this one
My nigga [??]
screwed-out tape.
And tomorrow's the big day, gotta get my rest,
Forty-five G's outta town, lick buyin' tres.
I'm all alone, my girl said that she couldn't
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