Lyrics:
Alright yea
Everything's alright alright
Everything's alright
Hey
She say she want a lil taste of this way of life
She wanna kick it with a G like me
Intro
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Real muthaphuckkin G's...
Real muthaphuckkin G's...
Real Muthaphuckkin G's...
Verse One
Hey Yo doctor, here's
Damn right damn right (damn right)
I change ya life
Keep it g we keep it g (we keep it g)
Baby C'est la vie
Real nigga like me need a real chick
Boss
a g like me
aint nobody eva do ya like this in ya life
real nigga from the jump and i cant hold it back
put you on something you say you was feining
Rapper, Songwriter, Producer
Kanye West in the flesh
Like Queen B, Trav Scott from H-town
Real G’s I prove I’m the best
Trinidad & Tobago, China, Cameroon
as can be
Penthouse suite I'm down on one knee
God send her me
I jus seen her in real life
I swear I seen't her in my dreams
I'm in the lobby
Valet parked
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
of a match pussy
I'm fire
This league needed a match so Smack booked me
But look, hold up
Did you ever hold up a gat pussy?
Real G's know how the AR feel
the bricks where we ain't have shit
This that real A-Town, yeah this that real A-Town
This that real A-Town, yeah this that real A-Town
Back when G
quite familiar, I was raised by dealers
Life stealers, who quite realer than them old niggas
In the background of your pictures, ho nigga
Your daddy
Yeah it's the talk of New York (yeah, yeah, yeah nigga!)
Mixed with that N.W.A. shit (what up? real talk of New York nigga)
I mean that G-Unit shit
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'
line,
I be living that real life,
Real life,
Real life,
iller! ]
Okay it's G R A, P H, ITY
Straight outta R U S, T Y
Representing till the day I die
My
the microphone continue with my devilish deeds
'Cause all I see in my M-I-N-D
Is D-P-G for L-I-F-E
And all I see on the M-I-C
Is another mangled MC opposin' me
by G's
Why not throw the hood up?
Thug life
Yeah fuck the jura
Thug life
De la fina y pura
Thug life
No se de otra más que ser real
Y darle machin al
in me
I was an hustler, and now I'm a "G"
I got real nigga's by my side, don't fuck with the fake kind
This is for you disser's now I know I'm on yo
Hook
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, J.E.V.O.N.
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
I'm G.O.A.T
I seen niggas lose they whole life selling dope
On that block cause we so tired of being broke
Staring in my Pyrex, I finally see some hope
life star like Ringo (ayy)
Real life fly-ass gringo
Yay Area my lingo (woo)
Yaddadamean, I'm him tho (him)
Really I'm a real life cheat code (ayy)
that brother soul how much he'll never know
Oh and reminiscing on my boy lil' Khatto
I know you in that paradise cause that's where all the g's go
'Cause a nigga like a dope fiend, can't rehabilitate
Still we stickin' to the G Code, we playin by the rules
We don't fuck around with new niggas, 'cause
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