Lyrics:
Y'all don't know nothin' about this He-are
Ha haha haha haha, yeah! It's Kurupt Young Gotti
Heha ha, sup Warren G? It's my homeboy, huh?
With my
like the senator
Hook: Niggas say "Oh my lord!"
[Notorious B.I.G.]
Throw gats to *Guiliani*
Flows tighter than bitches punani, try me, die G
Dangerous,
the real CPT G's up in here
Mc Eiht , Boom Bam , CMW representin to the fullest
Hoo-Bangin to the fullest
Gyeah
[ VERSE 1 ]
I once heard don't forget
Where
[Snoop Dogg]
Hey yo Hollis
Give us some of that G Shit
Yeah, now come on
[Bad Azz]
Oh shit, come on
Get at me, come on
Get your ass on up,
was hungry I told her come eat on the dick
Im all bout the G-G-G-G's like I'm 50 Cent
My niggas so humble
They cleaning the plate when they finish
to the world
I been poppin’ (I been poppin’)
Appreciatin’ every minute, every dollar
(Yee, go) i took off my suit
I went to the lot and I cop me a coupe
(I cop
after year you keep fucking up
And now I know why cause you always drunk
Instead of G.I. Joe you send me this junk
That ain't a G.I. Joe that's
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
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
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
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
[Snoop Dogg]
Hey yo Hollis
Give us some of that G Shit
Yeah, now come on
[Bad Azz]
Oh shit, come on
Get at me, come on
Get your ass on up,
Compton G
Back with some shit that gots to bump
As you pull up in the park
You pops the trunk
Just to floss it like a motherfuker
Clownin' an' shit
Got
What
What
Think ur a g I'm like what
Never kicked ball I still shot (Trapping)
In a Old school jacket by schott
What
You
Think you're a g I'm
clean
Naw these ain't no Jordan's g
Cuban links be freezing me
I'm cold as the Atlantic sea
I'm frozen like the glaciers be
Jordan kicks and Nike suits
a hobby
I'm in the suit, you in the lobby
GG's
Jeez
Jeez
Step on the scene with steeze
Zachy D
He came with the cheese
Barry G
He came with the G's like
Like a G6, like a G6
Now I'm feeling so fly like a G6
Jersey
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
Run it up, Run it up, Run it up, Run it up
They playing two nights, got to root up, ay
Treat me like a Louis connoisseur, yeah
Killed the game, now I got to suit up, yeah (suit up)
Praying that
All black suit with Italian marble stretched out wall to wall
All my jewelry golden, ancient gods on pedestals
This that random shit that I be
Yeah
Uh-huh
It's Richie, yeah
Young Snow, M_Triix We the GOATS, yeah
We hitting G.O.A.T MODE, yeah
Your shorty a FLAT HOE, AND YOU KNOW IT, yeah
chronic dealer
The homie Nate Dogg didn't appeal to her
But now he rock boots that match with his suits
And push a Lexus coupe that's extra G
And now
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
a telescope
Snitches in the game
Give the young g's names
Bitches on the jock
Of the hustlers on the block
Jump from gee to gee
Similar to a flea
Suck the blood
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
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