Lyrics:
Haters stlye zao big G
Leo nawazika kwa six feet
Nimeshavurugwa mizuka sifai
Grade ya wehu naji classify
Maisha mafupi wacha nifurai
Najikopa sana usione
Doonie Demons werdet g’slayed
Wie bi Devil May Cry
Doonie Demons werdet g’slayed
Also kill nöd min Vibe
Bitches werdet played
Werdet g’slayed on a Court
My niggas ain't pledge but I slide with some steppers
This shit full fledge double G up on the necklace
Bow of cereal milk but I ain't talking about
G's stand for G's up and G-unit
If you ever had to hold your own weight you been through it
Bad company mix with fake loves just breeds foolish
Bad
(F#m5- C9/F# - C9/D) G
Voar solto no último salto
E se prender, perder nas correntes de ar
Soltar-se do medo, pernas e braços
C
G
O último a dormir talvez seja o mais
Diferente D
Am G
Irão dizer que são mais
them cuts I messed up my denim
Free my nigga G he trapped up in the streets
Yeah I just wanna get my brother out streets
I gave him my word when I go
y’all need to cut it that’s my O.T. thought/
Know one of you soft niggas gon say I’m on that O.C. sauce/
But I’m O.G. Bos and this some O.G. talk/
Now
so i keep me a stick yeah in arm’s reach
Cause i’m from the city where niggas is filthy and bitches ah line for a calm G
Only a calm G
Same G i spent
I’m A Porsche N.I.G.G.A
Tree Houses In Bali, Where I Smoke The Cali
They Content, They Must Have Me Bent, I’ma Represent
Humble Savage, She Not Average,
I been a (G), throw up the (L)
Sex in the (A-M), uh-huh
(O-R-O-U-S, yeah)
And I can put you in (first class, up in the sky)
I can put you in (first
She want it all
Double the G
She want it all
She like Celine
That money gon' talk
You talkin' to me?
You talkin' to me
That money gon' talk
Skip all
winter
Fuck You I won’t let you vaccinate me
Fuck you I won’t let you mandate me
Fuck you I’m a real O.G.
Plans of quarantines and lock downs
working out like a athlete
My time cost I show up need a fat fee
Don’t waste time I’m tryna stack G’s
I hear them dissing but I do not rap beef
My bitch
(Verse 2 “Melvo G”)
Sit back and reflect
Thinking bout my past
Bad decisions I made
Thought I wouldn’t last
See I was uncertain
Had to take a chance
5g That’s On her
She move like Tony Montana
Before the night ends
She wants her body on my
Face like Bandana
She Live like there’s no Mañana
3
(Intro “Melvo G & Lolo DaBoss”)
J we got another one
Jrob turn my shit up
Niggaz breath all in ear
Nigga fukk you
Walked in da club all eyes on we
ALL MY HOMIES B LEGIT, ALL MY BITCHES B THE SHIT.
WE DONE CAME UP FROM THE GUTTA. FUCK YOUR BRAINS UP WITH NO RUBBER.
G ROMANO, MOTHERFUCKER. UZ
ловушку, у меня guntrap'ы
[Куплет]
А-а-а-а
G-G-G-G-G.O.A.T. на мне дело за fraud
Он получил пулю, глубокие раны
Full обвес на калаш, будто бы я из Rust'а
Sto coi miei G, abbiamo piani grandi
È un impegno serio, quindi che si fa
Pensa a Fendi, io penso ai verdi, ah, sì
A fare rapping peso e come andare
God forgive me for all the wrongs I caused
Yeah
Who said it would be easy? (Who?)
You fell for a young G (True)
Issa different kind of energy (Okay)
Fra il tuo ferro spara a salve
Scaccia solo il tuo amichetto
Per la vita con i g
Non sento la tua influenza
Molla chi ti pare tale
Solo per la
Naam k aage laga ( G)
Vrna milega ( L)
Vo bhi in the ( AM)
( O R O U S)
Mujhe chahiye yha ( first class up in the sky)
Mujhe chahiye yha (
A D A, A D. G Em G A, D Bm, G E G A, D E.
G A, Em A, D A, Em A. A D. A D.
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