Lyrics:
your always gunna get the real me
On a real g man don't know
Tryna get my bread by the boatload
All day running from the po po
Now I'm tryna get a-head
R-A-V-I-S-H-I-N-G
(Ravishing)
Your smile
Melts my heart baby
I said
You are
R-A-V-I-S-H-I-N-G
(Ravishing)
Your smile
Melts my heart baby
You are
on that Chronic, Boi you where I got it
This that J.O.G. prescribed to me by the doc from the street
Not Dr. Dre, he make my day and cool like cube
ain't with it get a 9 to 5
But for me and my peeps we O.G's for life
In these streets we play for keeps
Yes this is O.G for life you a O.G hustler
In
moving five mill when I shoot dough
Audemar, Hublot
One point five on the two-do'
Old hustle, new flow
Old money, new ho
Sucker-free and I'mma chill, bro,
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
I
28
Could see ...] follow me. [rip ...]
5
12
Flesh-n-bone:
c7
If you can see what I can see [layzie bone: all aboard!] nothin?but real g's in
riders Let em Scrape
Too West Coast Rolled an eighth and I'm keyed
For my hustlas For my G's G's G's
Too West Coast Khakis with a crease
Too West Coast
Diary Of My Heart
Written by: Jenn Lynn Jody
Capo: 3
G/c5/G
c5
Like a good, strong cup of coffee
Diary Of My Heart
Written by: Jenn Lynn Jody
Capo: 3
G/c5/G
c5
Like a good, strong cup of coffee
bitch, smoking on a G stick
In a G wagon, I'm always on some G shit
Used to be in G rides, bumping Warren G shit
Used to be in G fives, now I'm in the G
D
Seems like it’s been a long while
Em C C G D
Home No other place will ever do
V2
G C9
Gonna catch the red eye
G C9 D
Checked my bags and found my
& looking cool acting a damn fool stealing all grandma jewels she taught me right from wrong but man these streets rule now I'm a big g big V it's me you see
stays on
I remember some bone thugs and peace
Over honey bees and harmonies blessed by the old and young G's so
I say it's blessed by the old and young
vang
Al lyk dit vir my
Soos 'n spook hier of 'n slang
Jesus is by my
Jesus is by my
Ek sal nie B-A-N-G (Bang wees nie)
Niks gaan my V-A-N-G (Vang nie)
to NY
Snoop's master kush, smoke 9 to 5
Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high
Rub it with the metal with my foot to the pedal
G's
V O
Smoke on the water
And fire in the sky
Smoke on the water
(I'm a man) I'm a boy
(I'm a man) Well, I'm your mother
(I'm a man) I'm a one night
SUBMUNDO...
G4NG&B3NG’$$$, G4NG&B3NG’$$$...
ORB’S, GLOBO...
DAS FERAS, BANG LOKO...
G4NG&B3NG’$$$, G4NG&B3NG’$$$...
ORB’S, C.V.A. ...
DAS FERAS, À LA
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
the heart what I'm known for
Skinny jeans, I don't do those
[?]
Fully automatic chopper, you could shoot though
Now I'm moving five mill when I shoot dough
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
Wake your punk ass up for the
Two double oh five brother
Young Money, the future
Hot boy in the building
Rock hard, hard rock hard body
Got it in
3T
Ygen
Yah
V.O.C.P.T
Whoopti whoop nigga whaaat
V.O.C.P.T
The voice of the Cape listen up
V.O.C.P.T
From the home of the g’s and the thugs
Everywhere we be we V.I.P
When we step up in the place they recognize a G
You can tell by the way we talk the way we walk we keep it P.I.M.P
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