Lyrics:
and the jewelry
Three weeks later, I'm at the P-A-D
Had a little fly ass bitch wit me
Sittin' in a dig, yo it couldn't be
(What up G?) Saw my face on TV
my last day
People wanna whine, throwing fits, man they're crazy
People getting triggered, offended by the shit I say
I would never lay down and cave
to a O, then an O to a P
P's turn to G's when you double the fee
If you pricing it right it's gon be gone in a week
This weed's for the strong no it's not
to wet me up that's why I dumped on they ass
I had a homey named ?Money' now he's R.I.P
Niggas set him and killed him for some key's and g's
I don't
got
Nessed by a groupie hoe
Even when I'm chillin' Trident reckon
That I do the most
Cah I've always got G's around
Me like a Gucci coat
When I'm in
Yo you gotta hear the sixteen I just laid B.G.
Oh word, that shit a hit, that shit sound crazy
Yo check the phone man, the phone was ringin before
the track like I'm a Greyhound
I hit the snooze
But I'm alive and I'm awake now
(I'm Alive)
I'm alive
You man are all fake
I realised
When I looked you
V woulda did it
Man I swear Mr. Greens, I went by that shit once
If I can't do it times three, 30k is what I dropped
On that lil bitch AC, man this
the gas on E but I'm not that tall
I can't see why they're 'tryna clock mans lean
All I'm 'tryna do is ball get that stack n bag that P
All I'm 'tryna do
an 8th in years
So where the weed, man
You can smell The Bay from here
That's the quality, man
28g's and a slice of cheese, baby
Press screen, when you hit
talking)
Hold up Hold up Hold up
Man stop this shit man who playing this shit man?
Putting some of that dirty dirty on nigga!
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
reminisce
And wish you wasn't livin' so devilish, shit
I remember I was just like you
Smokin' blunts with my crew
Flippin' over 62's 'Cause G-E-D wasn't B-IG
gangsta shit
I say No Limit loud, cause we ain't scared of nobody
Organized by P or should I say, John Gotti
Real niggas, put ya guns up if ya feel me
But
I'm sleeping you think I'm cheatin'
You said, "I know you, Mr. O.P.P. man
Yo PP man, won't only see me man"
You should've known when I ain't hit it
it O-G in this hood (In this hood)
We smokin' O-G out the woods (Out the woods)
Youngin', I ain't grow up good (Grow up good)
Taught to get it out
with a nigga for all time
I get a bitch for life she all mine
Why they want to play with me
You looking like a hate G
Money and the pounds man you know
watch what they doin'
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
See what I'm sayin' though
You gotta watch these
Old Cornroll head ass bitches man
Fools PH'in', rollin'
without a plan
Take a stand, watch I make a motherfucker say man
Can't stand how I'm wrecking a G, I'm Lil be
Ride or die for my people, S-L-A-be
you fall on your tushy
That's why you can't take a piece out of every cookie
Yo these women be crazy man
G
Thought they told me this player s was
a lot of shit
Old head but I'm coachin' shooters like I'm Popovich
Only P I keep is players with me and my G's in Philly
They sold Bobby and they sold
Just when you thought we were done
Get away clean, Master P in 91’
If only you knew what we done over come.
Overstand that this ain’t what you want.
in the Bush'
Pure freaky, niggas can't beat (nope)
Bottles of the Hennessy, mix it with the P-P
Fold it up neatly
Put it in the drawer, half
understand me
My nigga that you're Smurf G and G Entertainment
You understand me
Keeping it down man on your girl
You understand me
We tryna let you know
it's my first time, g I'm coming fast
Don't be fooled by the love, you don't know them guys
They be smiling in your face plotting your demise
Have you
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