Lyrics:
ain't know I was broke
Used to walk up the boulevard me and lil bro
Now I pull out garages with smoke in my throat
They see I'm a G now they wanna see
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
smoking dope I was selling coke
Well rocked up to a 8 year old
When it popped up, call it pot luck
500 G's, nigga pretty please
Condos, where it's sun
age pimpin' like MJG
To let the world know I'm Sucka Free
Like Botany Boys I'm Mr. G
Living the life of Luxury
F-L-I-P is who I be, hittin' a switch wit
me that dope
Eight years old, when I jumped off the porch
By the time I was ten, niggas gave me the ropes
'Bout twelve years old, I'ma the baby lil
Yeah it’s J G
You could even call me Mr. Freshly
Make sure that you come at me correctly
Don’t know why these people tryna test me (They can’t test
will be Mrs. Coke
Girl's so pretty, kids with little niddys
Hope the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, life through education
Healthy
will be Mrs. Coke
Girl's so pretty, kids with little niddys
Hope the years go slow, slow
Surrounded by intelligence, life through education
Healthy
was a circuit
Now, the game's full of fucking clowns, like it's a circus
It usually takes hoes two years to get tired
I mean, gettin' all them sides
that's green
Hip Hop Awards twenty seventeen
Turn around say "Oh my god, look at the host
My man Khaled & Mr asahd" (ay)
So-so
I did this last year right?
(What)
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (Aye)
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (J Bird On The Fucking Beat)
B.G.G E.N.T
Rep it till I D.I.E (What)
friends)
Stole from mane by my closest kin
Real G's like me, we supposed to win
Supposed to have real G's not supposed to friends
Damn lil' mama look
that you can do
Leavin' your ass stuck, out in your fifty two
Sayin' it ain't no sunshine when you're stuck in a five by seven
Twenty five years with
and Warren G
[Mr. Malik]
We make yo heart beat like the beat of a heart
With these rhymes I release busta be plays his part
Get it start, get it set, I
a repataion for eliminating a ho'
I erase niggas fool,so they don't come back
Game reconize game with the G's and Mack's
chorus x2
(Silkk the Shocker)
Now
My cousin died last year and I still can't let it go
This goes out to all you so-called G's
My cousin died last year and I still can't let it go
please
Just got served by little niggas on the 10-speed
12 years old, got bumps they can't keep
A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass gee
God
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
Ha Ha, mothaf**kas
It's mothaf**kin Lil One
Up here with my dawg G to P to A
We fin to fuck up all 5 of you
And the rest
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
Ha Ha, mothaf**kas
It's mothaf**kin Lil One
Up here with my dawg G to P to A
We fin to fuck up all 5 of you
And the rest
This is my life I ain't going back to the old one nah g's fuck that
This is my life I don't owe shit to no one nah g's fuck that
This is my life I
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
[Chorus: Shazstar rp2x]
gotta stack ya paper
chop em' like a razor!
if you gon'grind or if
you gonna pull papers!yeah
[Lil' Flip]
I'm a southside
J.A.I. B.L.I.Z.Z. let me introduce me
(Show 'em you da truth G)
These haters better proofread
Shawty ridin' shotgun lookin' at my coupe speed
it's off the pursuits
Back in fatigues, black tees and Timberland boots nigga
The year is new I want my spot back
Take 2, matter fact take the whole
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