Lyrics:
It's g-a-n-g-s-t-a
That's how it be and it's gon' say (y'all know who)
That's how it be when you see me
That's how it be in NYC (y'all know who)
G's
To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh)
I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime
I'll give you something worth more, that's my time
and think you can sleep - after fuckin' with B.G.
(Look, Look, Look)
Nigga know I got that work - so he plottin' and watchin'
Try'na see when I'm gone -
Give me ass, baby, give me love
Give me nada that's coo asf
Someone said that with you it's luck
I'm a walkin' anomaly, I don't know nada g all
I know
a moment with you blowing that green right
Oh God let this moment be true
I love it when you kiss me like I'm the last person you'll see
Whisper to me
a noodle
That likes to doodle
While you play with your kaboodle
Not a poodle
Just a smitten
Kitten
Who hates mittens
For pittance
Where I’m from it stays
of Jack the Ripper," what? Nigga please
I'ma push you further back than your hairline recedes
New York City, don't get it confused
Your song
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you
Life forever i'm now over a year clean
And I'm so grateful for that
I think passion is good because
It motivates you and it
Gives you the drive that you
It's a mack attack, coming from way back
My name is Too $hort baby, I don't play that jack
I'm from the Dangerous Crew, and I tell you it's true
and thanked him for his kind words. Encouraged by the interaction, it swam off with a new sense of confidence.
As Jack continued on his walk, he encountered
love them niggas to death, I'm drinkin' Hennessy
While tryin' to make it last
I drank a fifth for that ass when you passed, 'cause life goes on
How
without Finesse is like
The NBA without Jordan
So all you new jacks kickin' wack raps
It's a fact that I'll be on
Your fuckin' back like a knapsack
It ain't
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work
[Chorus - Jagged Edge]
Gotta love ma little nasty girl
U know I love ma little nasty girl
I love ma little nasty girl
Yeah Yeah Cassidy and I ain't
In no mutha fucking gang but I'm a mutha
Fucking gangster real rap
I'mma G boy get smoke by P boy
Coke by the key boy
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your
Oh, oh
What I got, you got to give it to your mama
What I got, you've got to give it to your papa
What I got, you got to give it to your
running after, it's running after me
With my life laid down, I'm surrendered now
I give You everything
'Cause Your goodness is running after, it's running
2 red cups, gin in it with mad ice
Smoking like a Taylor over show
You for show right
I just keep it g, I just keep it g
I just keep it g baby, I
like Jack Grealish
Ride to the end give it up if you squeamish
Always see you with the white towel, Val Venus
Drive by done in foreign all you see is
be with me
She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up,
She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up,
She's gotta give him, g-g-give him up,
She's gotta give him,
the fam, you leach I'ma cut you
Killing again, we eat til it's nothing, It's up for the win, we seeing more money (More money)
Can't stop the plan we need
well
Holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it G, I keep it G
My life is nothin' but a G thing
Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string
Oh,
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
J.E.V.O.N.......YEA BITCH ITS J.E.V.O.N.
Verse 1
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