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me I can’t loose Cuz im that G I’m that G I’m That G I’m that G I’m That G I’m that G I’m that G I’m that G I’m that G Yea yea yea I’m that G Yea yea
make no enemies They take a lotta energy And that's the way you end a G I ain't trynna make no enemies They take a lotta energy And that's the way you
I'm going but I ain't looking back G Looking back G I know my ancestors looking at me But I'm playing blind cuz I ain't looking back G Looking back G I
level There's a few things you gotta know About me though Okey baby, don't get it twisted Imma top g, I can be distant Different, than the niggas been
to spell it out? I make it easy I have you yelling out Your A, B, C, D I just wanna F, F, F! (G) I just wanna F, F, F! (A) I just wanna F, F, F! (U)
Dolce & Gabbana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her I spit a little G, man, and my game got her A hour later have that
Dolce & Gabbana She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her 'cause they want her I spit a little G, man, and my game got her A hour later have that
(huh huh) Sliding through the streets (ay ay) To flying overseas I gotta keep it G I gotta just be me Hey providing what you need yeah Flying overseas
I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me I'm a "G", nigga you don't know about me But yo ass gonna learn
G. A. F I don't G. A. F (what the fuck) I don't G. A. F I don't G. A. F I don't G. A. F I don't G. A. I don't, I don't I don't G. A. F I don't G. A. F
table She’s working too hard to stay in place To put every piece back in the right space Bm G I know I know I know Bm
head on straight, Em But find that I am running late, Am F G C To everything that I aspired to be…….. Chorus: F My mother said, G I
G shit catch me on some G shit G shit I be on my G shit G shit catch me on some G shit G shit I be on my G Come on baby Show me something special I
Chee Baddest Ohoo Mmmh You are looking at a correct G Everything I say man na correct e Baby bone make you forget e You can never mess around with
A-B-C-D-E-F-G-I-E A-B-C-D-E-F-G-I-E A-B-C-D-E-F-G-I-E One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine One, two, three, four, five, six, seven,
which life I wanna take so I keep it slow Driven by the g's I know Given them a seat my throne The evenings cold Deep in the smoke Spitting freestyles
Trust that all the loss gon’ turn to gold Want a Lambo with a bow Camo wrapped like G.I. Joe God gave me a sign like Trust that all the loss gon’ turn
[Shock G] I want to go up downtown get around town Out of town for about a month overnight While the sun's shining bright in the middle Of the warm
Lightning's girl Or he'll put you down Stay away from Lightning's g-i-are-l Stay away from Lightning's g-i-are-l Stay away from Lightning's g-i
your "ABCD" I Just Wanna F, F, F (G) I Just Wanna F, F, F (H) I Just Wanna F, F, F (U) I Just Wanna F, F, F A-a-a-a F me! A-a-a-a F me! A-a-a-a F me!
mordo, audio-technika jak piłka nożna Robimy ten rozpierdol, no, bo nam nie było można W tych rapowych bestiach D1G1 robi niezły postrach Jeden z drugim
Step in the club They know what it be, got my niggas with me In the back posted up in the cut Bad bitches on me, they see I'm a G I pull out a couple
fama in un appartamento Ok I miei g che fanno may-day in questa city sembra tutto un playback flashback big racks Questi mi vogliono dead Yeah-yeah I
: I remember them days like b(eam) ahh Now we jook do it B.I.(G) Get racks stack them bitches until they knee high Stay fly G-5 I remember them
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