out like G-strings Meanin' I'm fienin', your heart trips when it stay at work So fuck, fear you fear, fuck, one jerk I'll make your head hurt The punani
Right about now I think it's time you explained to everybody The real reason you wear this chain around your neck tight Yo, yo this Puff Daddy number
da taliban, i'll murda man, i'm tryin to murk somethin, this aint no chuck e cheese, i'm tryin to hurt somethin', These ni**az claimin G's, claimin' they
you can't fuck with me because my niggas is the grind [Verse 1: Nature Boy] Check it out now Rap stars be flexing All about how they living ain't been through nothing Everybody G
And you can't fuck with me because my niggas is the grind [Verse 1: Nature Boy] Check it out now Rap stars be flexing All about how they living ain't been through nothing Everybody G
line And you can't fuck with me because my nigga's is the grind Verse 1: nature boy Check it out now Rap stars be flexing All about how they living ain't been through nothing Everybody g
O.G. fools might blast you It ain't right but it's long overdue We can't have peace til the niggaz get a piece too I want G's so you label me a criminal
Bomb First We Bomb first when we ride Please, reconsider 'fo you die We didn't even come to hurt nobody tonight, tonight (Hurt nobody) But it's my life
by the layers all different flavas MAMI-OSO thats how this thing go now everybody come get wit the limboy shake ya body-body move yo ya body-body on the dance floor dont hurt
fall to ya butt [Master Fool] Ho-ho-hold up, Master Fool Takin' it on down, jugga-jugga-ju Fall on ya butt, ya ass gon' hurt They call us WINGWORM 'cause
[Hook] Uh, uh yeah, yeah, oh Rap's new generation, N-n-next g-gen-gene-generation Rap's new generation Rap's new generation, N-n-next g-gen-gene-generation
I'm a soldier So he thinking I'm slanging that baking soda You ain't heard about, nigga from that dirty south Where the po-po's scout Everybody, everybody
she wrote Everybody got a time and a place they die But if your out there crowdin' up your space, it fly, i (chorus) x2 Hold it down, gang type mobbin' 4
my pager And give 4 g's to my sons and kill my enemies Y'all can't stop a nigga please, even if I'm dead g And when I go out, I'm going out with a bang
Custom made seats with the fall back roof [Incomprehensible] with steeleto shoes Iced up Jacob watch march Jacob boots Minis on the jetta boss just to take a trip G-4
my niggas got erk&jerk One of my niggas got some of syrp One of niggas got some of that yert Leave yo body high and hurt fool Chorus 4x (dj paul) (t
m starting to think you work for them people Hurt 'em when I tell 'em, I think you better ease up, 'cause everybody Know you no G when it come to the money put some g